Shortly after I completed yesterdays Blog, we looked up to see a pod of Orcas swim by. there were probably a half dozen breaching and slapping the water with their fins and tails. Whale and Orca migration starts here around December 1st so we weren't sure if we would see any. Unfortunately they were just a little to far off shore to capture on film, at least on my ****** camera. That is about the moment Eric and I decided before we go anywhere else we are getting a better camera. The one we have is just not cutting it.

We went to the beach at the resort for a few hours but quickly learned that Mondays are repair days at the resort so all we could hear was electric saws and hammering. We ate lunch beachside and decided to head to town for the afternoon. The nice lady at the check-in desk gave us two sets of directions. One, get on the highway and turn left when you get to town. Two, take the dirt roads through the jungle, go past Playa Los Muertos (The beach of the dead), drive through the graveyard and enter town the back way. Those of you that know us know which way we went.

It was a fascinating drive through the jungle and past the graveyard. Graveyards are very different in this country than in the USA. I can't even describe it. Check out the pictures.

We made it to town. It was busy and much bigger then I expected. It took us nearly half an hour to find a spot. We locked up the car and started wondering towards the beach. We had heard the Sayulita is a beautiful blend of people and cultures and everyone is friendly and gets along. This proved to be true. There is everything from high end resorts to trailer parks and camp grounds on the beach. There are locals, surfers, hippies, tourists and people of all colors relaxing on the beach or peddling there crafts. It was busy but a happy and fun place.

We spent a couple hours wondering the beach and the alleys taking pictures and sipping beers. At one point we heard a mariachi band and looked up to see a funeral procession coming down the middle of the cobblestone street. There were people in the lead holding a coffin followed by the band and a couple hundred people. It was pretty intense.

After a few hours in town we headed back towards our resort. We could not find the road we came in on so we winged it. After driving through back alleyways in town and finding a dirt road that seemed to point towards the right direction, we started seeing homemade signs pointing us towards Playa los Muertes. We ended up on a different path but that ended up being a good thing. If we had come back the way we went to town we would have been blocked by the funeral. Apparently they walk through town with their dead and carry them all the way to the cemetery a few kilometers away.

We made it back to Playa Escondida and enjoyed happy hour on our deck. We ate a beautiful dinner by the pool which overlooks the ocean. We headed back to our room and watched the waves dancing in the moonlight before heading off to bed. Another great day in Paradise.