On the Nayarit Riviera
Tamar and I flew to Puerto Vallarta on a Thursday morning. Our friends, who have a home for six weeks on what is called the Nayarit Riviera, collected us at the airport and drove us north maybe 40 kilometres to that home in Punta de Mita in the state of Nayarit.
We were right on the Pacific Ocean. In the mornings, we’d take our coffees out to a table on the deck and watch the waves and the birds and the sailboats and fishing boats… I’m not
