Puerto Vallarta is a short three hour flight from Denver. It is due south. In fact, Denver and Puerto Vallarta share almost the exact same longitude. Certainly not the latitude, though. And, certainly not the attitude. Thanks to Jimmy Buffett for making that point! This is not the first time we have stayed for many weeks or months in a “resort” town or a very popular tourist destination. Nice Côte d’Azur. Split, Croatia. Dubrovnik. Verbier.…
So, I am not sure if this would be “Jesus on Tap” or “Hot and Cold Running Jesus”.
Judging by this bird’s proximity to the Malecon in Puerto Vallarta and his calmness in enduring countless idiots getting as close as possible with their iPhones…I’m thinking he is actually expecting someone to walk up to him and just hand him a fish. Or a tip.
I, probably like you, have never given much thought to this. But at the neighborhood butcher in Puerto Vallarta the other day, I was reminded that these guys also have feet…until they don’t. Better for crossing the road. They make their way to the grocery stores, too. Well priced and taste like chicken
Shop Dogs. All over the world, faithful little guys stand, or lay, on duty to make sure all is well in “their store”. They act like they own the place. Love them! And love this one from a store on Calle Olas Altas last Sunday afternoon in Puerto Vallarta. Multitasking!