Our second week in Mazatlán we moved to a newer resort, further from the centre of town. Construction is booming here though we cannot understand why.

We were well pleased with Costa Bonita finding it friendly & tranquil.

Costa Bonita means “pretty coast“. For once a marketing name is appropriate as this resort fronts the best beach.

It took me over a week to accommodate to the slower rhythms of life in the tropics. My resting heart rate decreased to synchronize with the surf break.

Where are the beach vendors? Most are several miles closer to the centre of town, at the much busier “golden zone” of resorts.

See the messy balcony bottom centre? That’s our unit. Yvonne found it through her condo time-share association.

A nice touch are the many welded animals decorating the Costa Bonita Resort.

One night peeked at the (open) penthouse while taking sunset photos. (It had just sold for US$460,000.)

Costa Bonita was quite quiet while we were there. Many units were not occupied.

A pleasant stroll down the beach brings you to the surf point restaurant. This is a sprouting pineapple, by the way.

You can rent water toys. Or annoy EVERYONE by renting a noisy quad.

One group of local youth even set up a trampoline. Yes, they were both unskilled and dangerous.

This is the Witch’s Beach.

I kept hearing that Mazatlan is #1 in the world in Coke consumption per capita.

Dead sea turtle washed up on the beach.

A local gringo drove us down to the shrimp market. We loaded up for a feed!

Fishing boats at Ceritos.