Olas Altas/Los Muertos Beach

It was a particularly blustery Friday yesterday; the kind of day that sweeps the air clean of haze and pollutants and makes everything look especially detailed. It was a good day to take a photo or two of the beautiful view from my friend's terrace at La Palapa. She has one of the best views I know of. The Sierras, the islands of Los Arcos, the sweeping beach and the palms swaying make for quite the attractive combination. Couple the view with a refreshing coctail and some tasty "botanas" and you've got a fantastic Friday evening on your hands. It really is the quintessential tropical view and I never get tired of looking at it. Granted, the good always contains a little bad and such was the case last night when the Restaurant El Dorado set up an outdoor disco/reception on the beach next to her terrace and thumped the music until 4:00 am. Noise pollution reigns free in Vallarta and most people will tell you: "If you can't beat 'em, join 'em." One definitely has to have a "roll with the punches attitude" down here--it's not for the uptight or anal retentive. One thing I've acquired over the 20 odd years I've lived here is a certain "live and let live" attitude which saves me from developing life threatening stress attacks. Or maybe that's from the Bacardi? Whatever it is, one quickly learns to "chillax" and say "ni modo." It's just another day in Mexico.