When I met Donald, I told him about my dream to travel the world, especially warm places. He said all of this was possible in due time. I just needed to decide where I wanted to go and when. I knew I wanted to visit a beach to see the shoreline. It's sad to say this, but at the time I was in love with Galveston beach until Donald opened my eyes to the possibility of seeing real blue waters. Not saying that Galveston Beach isn't great but if you been there, then you know the waters are murky.
Donald told me about visiting Puerto Vallarta; the beauty, food, and culture he described caught my attention right away. I could dig leaving the country to go there and experience life as a beginner traveler. I researched the area, and the first thing I noticed online was a hidden beach. I had to see it! There was no way we were going to Puerto Vallarta and not see the beach.
The day I decided that I wanted to speak this into existence.
We booked our flight and I selected the hotel, Garlands Del Rio. I decided on staying somewhere with an authentic culture, beautiful colors, and a castle-like feel.
It was gorgeous! The decor, the staff, the food, the self-service bar, and location was everything!
Food pictures are from different restaurants in Puerto Vallarta
The hotel was the perfect location for us because we like to walk and experience the culture of the locals.
The hotel's location put us in a great area for shopping and getting inexpensive handmade colorful clothes and jewelry that you just can't get in the US.
During our holiday, we signed up for a tour to visit Marieta's Islands. There we snorkeled and made our way to the hidden beach. We were entertained by five handsome guys who gave us the history of the area which included jokes, singing, and dancing. They were the best! The boat ride to the hidden beach took about an hour but the time went by quickly.
When we arrived at the secret beach, we were instructed to put on our life jackets and to prepare to swim for 15 minutes. A visitor at the hotel gave us a heads up about having to swim to the beach. So the night before our voyage, I practiced my swimming and floating techniques. Swimming through the underwater tunnel was mildly difficult due to the surging waves. It was a struggle, but I had come too far to go back. I wanted to get inside of the beach. Thank goodness Donald is an expert swimmer who made sure that I made it.
Finally, we made it to the beach, and the pictures online did it no justice. It was absolutely beautiful! The tiredness from the swimming escaped my mind as I enjoyed the gorgeous scenery with my beau. This is one of my many favorite memories of visiting Puerta Vallarta.