We made it; we are finally here in a small Mexican surf town called Sayulita. Sayulita is just like Steamboat sunny and beautiful. Instead of the great view of the mountains covered in snow, we get to look at the amazing beach, sand, and the ocean. People are very helpful and friendly. Instead of skis and snowboards they carry around their surfboards. Time is of no concern. If you can’t get to it today, there is always manana…
|Bill and Maya Cruising|
Life is easy here in Sayulita. We get up when we want or whenever the roosters get us up; there are literally hundreds of them living behind “Taj Mahal” in the neighborhood running around. Aaron says that one of these days we will have rooster for dinner. Later we go for a run or walk on the beach, pick up pastries and fruit on the way back, make smoothies for breakfast, and go to the beach again to surf or paddle board till late afternoon. We read books, study Spanish, check our emails, upload pictures, grab tacos and beer for dinner, and then go to bed. Next day… we get to do it all over again. We never knew life could be that easy!
|Las Vegas Baby!!!|
|Hair Cut time by the pro, not really|
Our next stop was the Grand Canyon. The Grand Canyon is
beautiful during every season, but visiting it in winter is even more special. We camped at the National Forest near the South entrance to the Grand Canyon and the next morning we woke up to a few inches of snow. That reminded us what we were leaving behind.
Then we stopped at Mesa, Arizona where we had to make a final visit to a Nissan dealership which did nothing for our cause (more to come in a future post). That night we camped at Saguaro National Forest. From Mesa we continued south towards Tuscon and we camped nearby Catalina State Park, where we could use showers in the middle of the night… In Tuscon we picked up some final supplies because we knew the next day was going to be the big day when we cross the border to Mexico. Our blood pressure was going up; we were only one hour from the border in Nogales and had no camping arrangements. “What the heck? Let’s just keep going south so we can cross the border early the next morning.” So we dispersed camped by Nogales, 15 minutes north of the Mexican border. We saw and heard the drones and helicopters, but in contradiction to the popular belief, we rose to the sun the next morning.
|One very expensive toll but worth it. $15 us|
The next three days was mostly driving down a very expensive Mexican highway. At the Aduana and Vehicle import area, we met a nice Canadian couple, Bob and Sharon, who were on their way to Puerto Vallarta. Sayulita is just north of Puerto Vallarta. We teamed up and drove together for two days. First day to San Carlos, second to Calestino Gasca, and third… Bienvenidos a la Sayulita!
|Don't ask, we won't tell the location|