A day being tourists....

The waterfall at Quimixto is as enchanting as ever - except the pool below is only around the bottom of the falls. We used to be able to swim in the bay below the falls. We sat above and ate pupus and had drinks after riding in on horses that knew the way, but who had minds of their own at times: up steep hills, through narrow passages where the stirrups touched the dirt and down steep hills. We left as the horde from the tour boat arrived and ran for the horses to get back down the trail so we didn't have to eat dust and horse pucky if we left first.
The boat trip was strange as we were sure the boat's steering was faulty. The driver would spin the wheel all the way over and then spin it all the way back - leaving s curves behind us.

Leaving Paradise Marina, we had a lovely cat drive us to Marina Vallarta where we joined hordes to get aboard a tub. That was sort of a let down, and Alan made moooing noises. The crew tried to get us enthused, but we sat outside away from the noise and just enjoyed seeing whales and dolphins, and the unending s curves across Banderas Bay. We didn't dive at Los Arcos - good thing as the current was so strong that pangas were chasing the tourists. They had lines out at the stern of the pangas and pulled the runaways back to the various tubs where margaritas and rum punch waited. We had been promised a small breakfast, but had been herded on board before managing to eat more than a few pieces of fruit. We were starving. Alan and Maribeth above in the best seats.

On the tub - the crew on the way back played loud obnoxious music and danced. Very funny seeing large Mexican crew men dancing to YMCA and the Macarena. Alan and Maribeth hid below where it sounded like a herd of elephants trying to break through the ceiling.

We finally were given lunch at 3PM at Las Animas - which was fairly good - but it turned out that the crew were the servers there, also. Pangas delivered us back to the tub and

we s curved all the way back to Marina Vallarta to get back on the lovely cat.

We were out over ten hours and Koa gave us his interpretation of pique at being left that long by peeing on Alan's bed. Alan very gently said, "there seems to be something damp here"---

Maribeth is looking for the snow shovel. Koa loves her, as we do too.