Mazatlan Trip, Part 3
This post is dedicated to “Charlie” – a friend to all he met, a helper to everyone who needed it.
Charlie showed the world, through his daily living, what true caring for others should be. RIP.
Now that we have touched down in Mazatlan, Mexico, of course there’s another long line to go through – we go through customs, and then, we finally get our luggage and are ready to head to Mazatlan.
Part 2 of our Mazatlan Trip took us from boarding to touchdown and landing…we continue:
While we were on the plane everyone had to fill out individual information slips plus family information slips. These are, after being checked in the last line by Mexican Authorities , torn apart, with them keeping one portion and handing you a portion. This you must keep – possibly with your passport, in a secure place – and it must be handed over in order to exit Mexico and enter another country.
So we walked through the passage ways and entered the lobby. The last time we were here, my friend at Advantage Rent-A-Car had said they hoped to have a booth right at the airport by the time we returned, so I visually scan the walls. I see the car rental booths, but no Advantage. I walk toward the nearest booth and ask, “Advantage?” And I am immediately pointed toward a young man with a big smile on his face. Manuel, who is only about 20 feet away, is holding a big sign proclaiming “Barbara Parks”. It’s so nice to see a familiar face.
While still at the L. A. airport, I realized that I had told our rental car people the wrong arrival time, so I had called Stephen, our middle son, and left a message for him to call Advantage and try to change our arrival time from 11:35 a.m. to 3:05 p.m. He had apparently succeeded, because Manuel is here.
It is actually 17 miles from the Airport to Pueblo Bonita Emerald Bay – a 40-minute drive – and that’s a pretty good average going to any resort from the airport. We follow the Neuvo Mazatlan signs to PBEB. After a drive of just under half an hour to the car rentals office, a quick visual check of the car, a couple of papers signed, Dick and I head off toward Pueblo Bonita Emerald Bay.
There in the lobby, we quickly and easily get checked in, and we again run into our new acquaintance from the plane and inform them that we were going to rest for a while but we would be having a margarita in Kelly’s bar a little later and hoped to see them there. After a brief rest and a quick storage of our luggage and clothing, we walked down to Kelly’s bar and toasted our safe return to Mazatlan with margaritas and pistachios. (This is a picture of our room at PBEB – full kitchen, 2 baths – really, really beautiful – we look right out onto the pool and the ocean…but, the funny thing is – can you see the huge crack in the wall to the left? We laughed – Mexican construction! )
From the beginning of the planning of this trip, I couldn’t wait to get back to one of our very favorite restaurants, Ponchos.
So a little after 7 p.m. we drove down to Ponchos, by the water. The waves were gently lapping at the sand, the sky was beautiful, and full of stars — we were in Mexico again. I ordered a fresh fried fish just as I wanted. Dick ordered the wrapped fish — both absolutely delicious. Our meals included rice, vegetables, potatoes, chips and salsa (sin cebolla — without onion) two stuffed peppers and two margaritas, wonderful warm bread, and topped off with two Kalulas and cream just under $40 for both of us. On our way back to Pueblo Bonita Emerald Bay, we spotted the Sea Garden, where we will be going for a timeshare presentation in the morning. Back in our room we have a leisurely shower, I do my hair, I do some writing, and we tumble into bed exhausted but happy.