Perched on the side of one of the largest estuaries in Mexico, quiet little Teacapan almost found stardom when a former Mexican president announced a humungous developement 2x larger than Cancun was to be built near the small hamlet. But plans fell through when the new president took office and for now the quiet village, waterways and 30 miles of beach remain a haven for birds of a hundred varieties and a few eco-tourists down from Mazatlán for the day.

There's not much in Teacapan and that's just fine for the sprinkling of escape artists from the north who've made a home here. But we found a great little tienda for fresh produce and another one for tortillas and milk, and then the Bed, Bath and Teacapan for some more of my favorite pottery cups and some hard to find ice cube trays. Then we drove through a nearly defunct gringo housing development with a great little seafood restaurant for lunch.

On the drive home we passed fields of tomatoes and watermelon where they just toss the melons up to a guy standing in the truck. Sure hope they don't load the tomatoes that way!