Day 26 - Saturday 16th October 2005

After waking up with my legs covered in mosquito bites I thought that spending nearly a week up and down the coast was enough for this stint, and I decided to head inland to Guadalajara. I caught the bus from Puerto Vallarta. I was the only passenger on the bus, and as we approached the city, the bus finally conked out after a few breakdowns along the way. The driver casually parked the 50 seater bus on the side of the road, locked her up and him and I got a taxi to the main bus station. Very random, but quicker than staying on the bus.

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Day 25 - Friday 14th October 2005

I left Vallarta and caught the bus for an hour to the tiny seaside village of Sayulita. I had heard that this was a good little place to kick back for a couple of days and get a tan. When I arrived I was looking for a place to stay when an American lady called out and offered me her beach house for US$20 a night. As it was a whole house I thought this was a good deal and accepted.

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Day 23 - Thursday 13th October 2005

I had been offered a lift down to Puerto Vallarta by the two Americans I had met the previous evening, Byron and Alex. We set off from the island at half ten, as that was the time the colectivo lancha left. We actually arrived at the departure point at ten, but the boat was late as its owner and operator had to help unload a shipment of 25 huge blocks of ice that had been brought over from the mainland on a canoe.

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Day 23 - Wednesday 12th October 2005

I left Mazatlan to make my way to the tiny island of Mexcaltitan. This is an island that is only about 400m x 400m, has one hotel and can only be reached by taking a water taxi, or lancha, through a mangrove lagoon for about ten minutes.

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Day 22 - Tuesday 11th October 2005

I woke up hoping the sun was shining and low and behold, it was! That made my mind up, I was going to go to the beach. I got on the bus and headed uptown to the tourist district, where the Information girl (very fit - tried it on, didnt get anywhere) had said was the best beach to go to.

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Day 21 - Monday 10th October 2005

I arrived in Mazatlan at about 11am and tried to find a room for the night. I firstly went to the beach but the hostels didnt look too secure so I decided to go to the old town and get a room there. This was after I had walked a while with my pack in the heat and I was pretty much drenched in sweat by the time I had managed to find a good place, so it was into the shower and out to look around the old town.

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Day 20 - Sunday 9th October 2005

Not much happened today, so I wont write much about it. Rob and I travelled down from Chihuahua to Torreon, the town where Corona is brewed. So next time you have one of them, I have been to the place it was made. Unless they have other breweries in the UK. Which thinking of it they probably do. So I Probably havent been to the town was your particular beer was brewed, but I have been to the town where the Corona legend began.

When we got to Torreon, it was time for Rob and I to split up, having travelled together for 5 days or so. He headed off toward Mexico City, and I boarded an overnight bus bound for Mazatlan on the coast.