Sayulita

This map shows all the stops we made on the way to Sayulito

When you drive into towns, especially near more affluent areas, you encounter lots of speed bumps. They have the kind we see in the U.S. - a long bump that goes evenly across the street - and some other more brutal types as well. One kind we don't have in the U.S. is made up of a series of steel semi-spheres imbedded in a line across the road. There's a warning sign before them, and if you ignore it, you are in for a big BOOOMP.

On our way to the beach in Sayulita - with three people in the back seat of the Jetta - we went very slowly over a few speed bumps that made the car go CLUNK. I resolved to walk up the hill past the bumps on the way home.

This little shack is emblematic of the kind of culturally blended architecture we saw in many areas.  It's clear there is gringo-influence, and in this case, even Native-American, but the colors and informality are pure Mexico.

This place was a surfing school - I'm guessing the proprietor may have been one of the old-gringo-surfer-dudes we saw on the beach.

The lane in the photo below runs perpendicular to the beach.  I took the photo while walking up the hill to avoid the speed bumps, so I couldn't take the time to walk down the lane and see what else was there, but it was visually charming and in better shape than some of the main streets.

The next photo is of a couple we saw on the beach who had dug two "recliners" into the damp sand. They had luggage with them; perhaps it was their last day of vacation, or maybe they were just bumming around and this was their own form of bed and breakfast.

We enjoyed watching the surfers and paddle-boarders, in particular one little guy who never fell off his paddle-board the entire time we watched. What a childhood!

The charming architecture of Sayulita

Recliners in the sand

This is what low-tide looks like here. There were a couple of guys sitting on the stones picking up and eating oysters.

The beach in Sayulita. Beyond the pond, there were lots of outdoor bars, similar to Orient Beach in St. Martin's.

Surfers!

This little guy looked to be about ten.

A beach vendor with a wheel-barrow crammed with Tupperware tubs full of candy. 

Cheers!