Yelapa, Mexico. It’s good.

Attention the rest of Mexico. You need to step it up. Seriously, Yelapa just took this shit to the next level!

I don’t often think about a place on land in a house I want to live. However, being one that believes in the mantra “never say never”(unless brussel sprouts are involved), if I were to live in a town there are a few requirments:

1: No roads. None big enough for cars to drive on anyway. 4-wheel ATVs are allowed encouraged.

2: The town has to be built on a fairly steep hill side on a water front. Ocean water front.

3: Donkeys. This requirement was just added after our visit here.

I imagine there are a number of places like this in the world. I have personally been to small handful of them. Refuge Cove in B.C. Canada. Some town I went to in Spain a long ass time ago. That crazy little town in that Robin Williams “Popeye” movie from the ’80s.

And now, Yelapa Mexico.

We had a blast in Yelapa. We chased waterfalls. I know, I know, we were not supposed to.

Shopped for Machetes. Ate one of the best breakfast’s I’ve ever had (I say this sort of thing alot.), but it was really good. Manchaca for the win!! Stepped in a lot of Donkey shit. This was not exactly so much fun, as it just sorta added to the experience. Swam under a waterfall after a hot ass hike.

The anchorage was a little rolly, but totally worth it. Didn’t even have to break out the dinghy, the water taxi would pick us up at the boat and drop us off at the “downtown pier”.