Mexico, Day 3

We were ready for some adventure today, and several of the others were out golfing, so after a leisurely breakfast, we called a taxi and ventured into "Old Vallarta".

On our honeymoon, we spent quite a bit of time in Old Town, the neighborhood just south of the hotel district. It has a beautiful boardwalk along the shore, decorated with a dozen or so bronze statues, all wearing a patina that betrays their age. And of course, I am drawn to the shopping.

So our mission, feeling familiar with the area, was to find a few gifts for our Boy and our wonderful housesitters, and to locate the shop where I bought a blue hand-painted pitcher nearly nine years ago, to find some kind of replacement (it seems I can't have nice things!).

We got caught talking to a few locals in one shop, which proved handy an hour later, when we'd done most of our shopping, having walked the entire boardwalk, but couldn't locate our pottery shop. Our new friend knew exactly the shop I described and drew us a map to get to it.

I was quite happy with our pottery findings, and ready to get out of the heat. We headed back and grabbed lunch, then found Katey, who was on her own with the kids, at the pool. The rest of the afternoon was leisurely spent in the pools, enjoying the sunshine, and having watergun fights with the boys.

We tried to take in a "show" after dinner, which turned out to be nothing more than a few dancers lip-synching to the soundtrack of "Grease" - but gave us a good laugh nonetheless.