Yelapa and Beyond

I'm starting to get used to those two dreaded phrases when trying to work on the internet: Processing your request (ie get ready for a long wait) and Google Chrome is not responding (what else is new).  A little b%^&$#*(& is good for the soul if nothing else.
The day for Yelapa started out beautifully, it was going to be another hot sunny day, that's the kind of weather dependability a girl could really get used to.  We were to meet at the newly constructed pier at 9:30 but this being Mexican time it turned out to be more like 10:30 departure, nothing unusual there. The boat was one of those typical Mexican launchas extremely sturdy with a powerful motor about 20 of us on board, all gringos of course.  I was actually surprised at the fair amount of Americans thought many of them had given up on Mexico with all the travel advisory scares but it turns out Canadians are now being singled out for an advisory warning of dangerous travel not that it's really stopping determined Canadians fleeing the harsh winter conditions and seeking some respite from the cold.
The trip took around one hour, we motored along stopping briefly at Los Arcos famous for its abundant sea life and beautifully colored fishes similar to Nemo for those of few familiar with the film.  One of the guides threw some food in the water and they all rushed merrily to the surface.  It was a lovely kaleidoscope of colors with the beautiful green turquoise sea as its backdrop.  I was able to take a few good pictures.
Yelapa is a small town set in a bay with plunging tropical covered foliage mountains, bougainvilleas everywhere in a rioting of colors.  I wish we could grow these trees in Canada they yield such happy flowers and with such abundance, not stingy at all.

We settled in some beach chairs ready to soak in the day, there was a free drink to be had with the price of your ticket. The cost was 280 pesos per person, about $25.00, not cheap but not too onerous either although prices have gone up in Mexico not sure how the average Mexican with a modest income is coping, not very well I suspect.  We were told there was a waterfall somewhere in the jungle which necessitated a walk uphill and through the village.  We were helped along the way by two lovely little girls who wanted to make sure we wouldn't get lost.  The waterfall itself was nothing spectacular of course I don't want to brag but after having seen Iguazu the widest falls in the world in Argentina everything else fails in comparison and this was no exception.  The setting in the jungle with all that lush vegetation was still very pretty.  We made our way back down, crossed the river channel and then it was beach time, swimming and dolce farniente. Ah the life of Riley it's a real tough one but somebody has to do it.  We got back around 4:30 and left the very next day for Melaque on a second class bus, cheaper but much longer and hard on the posterior with deeply rutted roads.  We are now ensconced in the rather palatial sounding Las Brisas de Melaque where we have a suite, 4 beds (anybody want to come????) a balcony with a gorgeous view of the bay.  Strangely there are barely any waves, we have never seen Melaque without waves and the water is almost lukewarm with a few colder undercurrents.  One can easily stay for hours in the water.  The sun is fierce but we have access to an umbrella from the hotel.  My battery is dying will post later some time this week with a few timely, or not, observations on the state of Mexico and changes I've noticed in general after a four year absence.  Hasta pronto.