My thoughts of a “good” nights rest vanished as soon as we arrived at our hostel. There are many hostels that are more or less party houses. There is only one hostel in Maz and yes it did fall under this category. Or at least it did the first night. To give you perspective when we arrived at 11 am there were many people day drinking.
So we unpacked our things, locked away our important possessions, relaxed for a bit and walked down to the bus line to head into the city for first Thursday art walk. The bus dropped us right into the city next to one of the markets. The second kiosk we found selling tacos caught our eye and we sat down to enjoy a taco. The best tacos we have eaten was in Consituiton, at a taco stand named super taco. I typically try to pick out taco stands by the amount of people out side, if we pass by and there are many people out side I always make note of it when picking a place for lunch. We continued on to the art walk and in search for coffee. Riding all day gives you a strange tiredness, part exhaustion, sore butt, wind blown in addition to the sun, then there is the need I have to start doing something right away. The art walk brought feelings of Portland and Hawaii, when I used to go out drink free wine, rub elbows with people who could afford to buy awesome art and the thoughts of one day I will have awesome art at my own home. Art is a strange tention for me, loving/wanting it and investing in it. We walked the historic distric, and strolled along the beach back to the hostel where the party was still on.
We got a early morning hike in the next day out to the light house, our Canadian friend Leif joined us, the sun was hot, and we received a clear day hike to the lighthouse. Matt enjoyed watching the sounders game and I took a swim in the pool. We finished our night early with a card game. And we got an early start the next morning to Tepic where I had set us up to couch surf for our first time on this trip!