Puerto Vallarta is a wonderful city.  It also made me mad, sometimes!  (Mad, might be too strong a word).  But, the great thing about travel is it makes you adapt.  You can’t think things are going to be like they are at home.  That’s the point of travel – to see and experience different things. Case in point, in Puerto Vallarta, the pedestrian never has the right away and drivers never use their signal lights. You learn this fast. You never know if you should actually step off the curb to cross the street, because the person who may actually appear to be going through the intersection, is actually going to turn right. So, you wait, or run (more  like that nervous traveler fast walk across the street, clutching bag to hip). Everyone drives and talks on their phone (even the bus drivers barreling down the cobblestone streets). Once you get about two or three blocks off the main tourist streets, the sidewalks are extremely uneven.  For someone like me, who likes to gawk at things and take pictures, and is also a little clumsy, this is a precarious situation.  But, you learn to adapt. And it actually becomes part of the charm.

Here are some pictures from a walk through one of my favourite neighbourhoods in Puerto Vallarta: