Since there was still no hot water coming out of the sink tap I turned on the shower to test it. Nope, no hot water. I go to the front desk and explain in my limited Spanish that we have no hot water and the young woman there grabbed two huge D batteries from a large pack, grabbed her baby in his stroller, and off we went to a bank of heaters just outside of our room. Standing on the stairs and reaching as high as she could (while I kept an eye on the stroller) she popped in a battery. There was one already in the battery case, I think they must remove the other one when the room is not in use. Going back in our room I turn on the shower and still no hot water. I tell her we have no hot water. She indicates that we just need to wait. We never did get hot water, but at least it wasn't ice cold like before, it was only cool. We took very short and brisk showers. I'm sure that the owner of the hotel keeps the heaters at a very low temperature to save on heating costs and it's a crappy thing to do.
We went in search of breakfast and it took a little while, nothing was really open for breakfast at 8 am. We bought coffee from a street cart and asked the man where we could get breakfast. The Molinas Rojas next to the bank was his recommendation and it proved to be a good one. I had Huevos al Gusto (eggs as you like) and Don had machaca: eggs with re-hydrated spicy beef and red sauce with tortilla chips. Then we just strolled around the town:
Almost all of the sidewalks in town are tiled. This was the most prevalent type of tile.
Look close, that's Mickey and Minnie Mouse on those doors.
We found a river and a walking path.
Paw prints in the sidewalk.
Hand sewn clothing for the doll used in the Lady of Rosario processions. The original image is said to be diminutive and these articles are baby sized.
Views from the second floor of the museum.
One of the many religious charms among others. This does look like a "church key" or bottle opener.
There are many paintings of religious officiates of the basilica and these two just struck us as being very amusing.
We had lunch, wandered around the town and a park some more, then went to the bus station.
Hotel "Marys"
Pretty, green church.
The terminal in Talpa is actually a step above than the one in Puerto Vallarta, probably because it serves at least two bus lines, ATM and Azules. It was indoors, had bathrooms, and even a convenience store. We got on the bus at 5 pm and it was an even older bus! It had to have built in the 70's at the earliest. Most of the windows wouldn't open, or if open wouldn't close. Many of the windows were cracked. The bus was loud and stank of some chemical. Most of the trip was in the dark and scary as hell. But we got back okay and taxis were waiting at the "terminal" in Puerto Vallarta so we arrived at the apartment quickly.
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