Tag Archive: Puerto vallarta

Shhh…don’t tell anyone about this place.

It’s settled. Cancel any other travel plans you might have because I discovered the most relaxing, birdiest place where you could stay. Seriously. Dump your other plans and listen to what I’m about… Continue reading

Night of the Iguana

Back in the late 1990s I was obsessed with Tennessee Williams plays. I found them smoldering  and Williams’ words were a dance around the real issues that everyone—both the characters and the audience—seemed… Continue reading

Unexpected Awe

The alternating red and white paper picador with their intricate cut outs, fluttered in the breeze. They were streamed on a line that led directly to the door of the Iglesia de San… Continue reading

Granting wishes

It was hard taking our eyes off the Trogon, with its puffed out red belly and black chest. It turned its head from side to side as it looked warily at us, and then someone said, “Hey, there’s another one!”

More cowbell

We had begun the day early, just as Puerto Vallarta’s partiers were stumbling back to their hotels in the early morning blackness. Our van crept through the darkened streets and we arrived at… Continue reading