Day 9 in Puerto Vallarta - Rain. Rain. No rain. Rain. No rain. Sunset!

It started raining around 1 am (I think) and just poured steadily for hours. We had breakfast and lunch here (good thing we bought food) and caught up on the blog about Talpa. It stopped raining around 1 pm so we ventured out for a walk and drinks on the Malecon:

 Two pelicans sitting on a boat. The pelicans are big here but the one with its wings up had to be at least the size of a 4 year old child.

 We got to The Langosta Loca just in time, it started raining again.

We sat on the balcony of Langosta Loca with margaritas and ceviche for a long time, waiting for the rain to stop. We had umbrellas with us but still, why walk in the rain when you don't have to? Those cobblestones get slick and I didn't want to fall again.
Once the rain stopped we wandered some more and then heard some great jazz coming from our favorite place:

Cuates y Cuetes would be our neighborhood jazz bar if we lived here.

 For my friends and family who work in customer service.

We went back to our place to change into nicer clothes for dinner and then noticed just how great the sky looked and rushed out to take pictures. Just look at this sunset!

Everyone was outside, taking pictures.

We went to 116 Pulpito Gastro Pub for tapas and the food was so, so good! The cheese croquettes were these heavenly fried clouds of cheese, the meat plate was delicious, the tuna tartar was even better than what we had at La Palapa, and the potato wedges with a garlic cream sauce was over the top. If you're ever in Puerto Vallarta I can highly recommend eating there.

It was late enough that we could then think about going to Garbo's Piano Bar and Jazz Club which was just down the same street. It was super crowded at 10 pm and we could only find one table in the far corner by the band. A waiter managed to squeeze in four more people at a table and chairs that he dragged over next to us, so we were effectively trapped. The music started a little after that, piano, guitar, and congas, but we never got a chance to hear them because the table in front of us, and the table next to us, were louder than the band. Super loud. Drunk loud. We had one drink and left. 
Buenos noches!