30 January 2008
I decamped Mexico City last month for a few days and jetted to Sayulita, a Nayarit beach town 40 kilometers north of Puerto Vallarta. The town is kind of grungy with many unpaved roads and packs of stray dogs roaming the streets, but it also attracts an eclectic mix of expats, fashionistas and hippies. The influx of the latter groups produces a bizarre mix of upscale delights - great wood-oven pizzas, lychee martinis and a shop selling Tahitian black pearls - and down-market charms like beach vendors, locals igniting pre-dawn fireworks and one of the best fish tacos on the Pacific Coast. (I'm still partial to Happy Fish by my old place in suburban Guadalajara, though.)
The Globe and Mail ran my dispatch last Saturday.
Posted by David Agren at 14:04
Labels: beach, nayarit, Puerto Vallarta, Tourism, travel
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I love Nayarit beaches. Try going souther...San Blas, Matanchen and La Tovara. You will love it.
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