We got up and had breakfast, but were still tired from the late night, so we went back to bed until about noon. Then it was off to the beach to meet up with Josh and John and their friends who had arrived the previous evening. There were 9 of us and we spent the afternoon sunning and swimming and just enjoying the sights. I bought some knock off Ray Bans from one of the beach vendors and finally said goodbye to my sunglasses from Australia. They have been through hell and sit crooked on my face, so I figured purchasing new ones on another memorable trip was the right thing to do J
We left the beach at 4:00 to head back to the Villa so that Chris could get his massage at 6:00. When we walked in the door, Bill, Max, Patrick and Casey were all chatting either in or next to the pool, so we stripped down and jumped in. That is one of the best things about arriving back at the villa after the hike uphill. You get all hot walking back, but as soon as you walk in the door, you can jump in the pool and cool off.
As massage time approached, Patrick and Casey headed out for dinner as did Max. Bill disappeared up to his apt. Chris went in for his massage and then Josh and John arrived back from the beach so the 3 of us sat by the pool and had a few beers and waited for their friend Darryl to show up for dinner. Chris joined us all for a bit after his massage and then everyone went to get changed for dinner. Josh and John and Darryl were meeting some other guys at a restaurant we didn’t feel like going to, so Chris and I went to a place recommended to us by Adalberto called Burger Paradise. It was right along the Malecon and was quite good. I had the La Mexicana cheeseburger with guacamole and jalapenos and Chris had the BBQ bacon cheeseburger. Both came with really good onion rings. Our table was out on the balcony over looking the beach with the lights of Nuevo Vallarta in the distance. Nothing like burgers with the waves crashing nearby.
After dinner as we were walking back home, we saw Josh’s group just sitting down at the restaurant they had chosen. We went in and said hi and they invited us to meet them at this club called Anthropology after dinner. We agreed to meet at about 11:30.
We got back to the villa and Chris needed to check email so he grabbed the laptop and I layed down to read and ended up falling asleep. Chris woke me at 11:30 and said we needed to go. I got up and really didn’t feel like going back out, but didn’t want to leave the guys hanging, so we trekked down the hill to the bar. As we were walking, I just felt kind of heavy and sluggish. I just could not get my energy up. My sunburn was bugging me and I felt like I had gotten too much sun. Kind of queasy and sweating and just not really in a bar mood. We got there, paid our cover, walked up the stairs and walked into this fairly small, cramped room, with tables and chairs surrounding the bar. We saw Josh and John waving at us across the room, so went over and had a seat and ordered drinks. The drinks were way overpriced, the dancers on the bar were not that good, but we wanted to spend time with J & J. After a bit longer, the heat, the strobes, everything was just working for me and I told Chris I was going to head back to the Villa, but for him to stay and have a good time.
The walk home from this bar is very short. Probably about 5 blocks, but uphill. It is a walk we have made many times. This night it was to be VERY different and not really very pleasant.
I felt better as soon as I was outside and the breeze hit me. I started walking up the hill and just enjoying the stars and the night air. It was about 12:45. I had made it up 3 blocks and was getting ready to turn the corner and deal with the most vertical set of steps. As I was approaching the corner, I saw a police officer on his four wheeler but thought nothing of it. You see police all over and that is one reason you don’t see violent crime around PV. I turned the corner and hear from behind me “Amigo……AMIGO…Stop”. Seeing as there was no one else around, I realized he was talking to me, so I stopped and turned and he, all decked out in a Flak vest and gun (holstered) said “Come here”.
Let me preface the rest of this with the following. The Villa has a rule book placed in each room and it is highly suggested you read it when you check in. Some people do, some don’t. It covers the rules for the house as well helpful info about being in Mexico. Most of the rules are there because of something that a previous guest did. I read it last year, and then again this year as it is quite entertaining and always being added to. There is one section devoted to things not to do while in Mexico. There are numerous things and one section in particular deals with interactions with the police. Just like here in the states, most are very helpful and friendly, but there are a few bad eggs in the bunch. One thing they have zero tolerance for is drugs. So you never carry even aspirin in your pocket. If they find something on you, you are either going to be taken to jail (not a good idea in Mexico), or you might get lucky and find one of the bad eggs who will take your cash in exchange for not sending you to jail. Down at the beach, they are everywhere. Pot, X, cocaine….all very easy to get on the beach and you see it happen all the time. Hell, the taxi drivers even offer it to you. Luckily, neither of us do those things, so we have never worried about the Police much. But I am now away from the beach, at night, alone, in a residential area.
I walk back towards the corner and officer asks me if I know who the vehicle parked at the curb belongs to. I said “no sir” and he asks me again and again I say “no sir”. I am not freaking out yet, but something does not feel right. He then asks where I live. I explain we are staying up the hill at a villa. He pauses for a minute to talk on his walkie talkie, but makes it very clear I am not to go anywhere. Now, I know I have not done anything wrong. I know I am not carrying anything that would get me in trouble. I had about 2 sips of the beer at the bar. I’m good. I’m telling myself that, but my heartbeat is getting a bit quicker. The officer then asks if I have I.D. I say yes and pull out my wallet and take my license out and he takes it and goes back over to his 4 wheeler where there is light. In my head I am saying just be calm, but the fact that I am alone is kinda getting to me. About 2 minutes go by. He keeps looking at my license and then responding to someone on the walkie talkie. He gets off the 4 wheeler and I think, finally he is going to give me my license back and say have a good evening, but no. He says “I need you to come over here and place your hands on the back of this vehicle”. Everything kind of jumped into slow motion. My head was screaming at my feet to move, but my feet wanted to run which would have been very bad (and I had no reason to! I hadn’t done anything!) My heart was now definitely racing. I stepped down placed my hands on the spare tire on the back of the SUV that was parked there and tried not to shake.
Officer: Have you been drinking?
Me: Yes sir, I had a beer down at Anthropology.
Officer: Do you do drugs?
Me: No sir
Officer: Smoke pot?
Me No sir
Officer: Cocaine?
Me: No sir
Officer: I am going to need to search you.
My Inner voice: SHIT!!!!!!!!!! BREATHE. BREATHE. BREATHE .
Me: Yes sir
He pats me down and then starts reaching into each pocket and pulling stuff out. Cigarettes, lighter, gum, iphone, coins. He lays each item on the top of the spare tire my hands are on. All I am thinking is that if something happens, no one will no where I am and I don’t have the number for villa on me. He then pulls out my wallet from my back pocket and starts going through it. In my head I am thinking, ok, I have about 1000 Pesos on me, roughly $100.00 US. He is standing behind me, but I turn my head enough to watch him as he looks in every crevice and pocket of my wallet. I want to make sure he doesn’t suddenly produce a pill or bag of coke and claim he found it in my wallet.
I must have been starting to show that I was nervous and scared. He said, “Don’t worry, you are not in any trouble”. He then handed me my wallet and I stuck it in my pocket. He said “wait, I want you to look in your wallet and make sure everything is there”. I pulled it back out, looked and saw that indeed, money, cards, everything was there. He then handed me my license and told me I could gather my things and go. I said thank you sir and gathered up my things. He some something else that was friendly in nature, but I just wanted to get up to the villa. I think I told him to have a nice evening as I walked away.
I got back to the villa and heard voices up in the hot tub, so I went up and found the new couple that had arrived earlier in the day Trevin and Patrick (from San Francisco). We had not actually met, so I introduced myself and then proceeded to tell them what had just happened. It was nice to just have other people there. I felt better now that I was safely at the Villa, so left them to their hot tubbing and went down to the room. Chris and the others got back about an hour later and we all headed to bed.
The cop was hot though.
We left the beach at 4:00 to head back to the Villa so that Chris could get his massage at 6:00. When we walked in the door, Bill, Max, Patrick and Casey were all chatting either in or next to the pool, so we stripped down and jumped in. That is one of the best things about arriving back at the villa after the hike uphill. You get all hot walking back, but as soon as you walk in the door, you can jump in the pool and cool off.
As massage time approached, Patrick and Casey headed out for dinner as did Max. Bill disappeared up to his apt. Chris went in for his massage and then Josh and John arrived back from the beach so the 3 of us sat by the pool and had a few beers and waited for their friend Darryl to show up for dinner. Chris joined us all for a bit after his massage and then everyone went to get changed for dinner. Josh and John and Darryl were meeting some other guys at a restaurant we didn’t feel like going to, so Chris and I went to a place recommended to us by Adalberto called Burger Paradise. It was right along the Malecon and was quite good. I had the La Mexicana cheeseburger with guacamole and jalapenos and Chris had the BBQ bacon cheeseburger. Both came with really good onion rings. Our table was out on the balcony over looking the beach with the lights of Nuevo Vallarta in the distance. Nothing like burgers with the waves crashing nearby.
After dinner as we were walking back home, we saw Josh’s group just sitting down at the restaurant they had chosen. We went in and said hi and they invited us to meet them at this club called Anthropology after dinner. We agreed to meet at about 11:30.
We got back to the villa and Chris needed to check email so he grabbed the laptop and I layed down to read and ended up falling asleep. Chris woke me at 11:30 and said we needed to go. I got up and really didn’t feel like going back out, but didn’t want to leave the guys hanging, so we trekked down the hill to the bar. As we were walking, I just felt kind of heavy and sluggish. I just could not get my energy up. My sunburn was bugging me and I felt like I had gotten too much sun. Kind of queasy and sweating and just not really in a bar mood. We got there, paid our cover, walked up the stairs and walked into this fairly small, cramped room, with tables and chairs surrounding the bar. We saw Josh and John waving at us across the room, so went over and had a seat and ordered drinks. The drinks were way overpriced, the dancers on the bar were not that good, but we wanted to spend time with J & J. After a bit longer, the heat, the strobes, everything was just working for me and I told Chris I was going to head back to the Villa, but for him to stay and have a good time.
The walk home from this bar is very short. Probably about 5 blocks, but uphill. It is a walk we have made many times. This night it was to be VERY different and not really very pleasant.
I felt better as soon as I was outside and the breeze hit me. I started walking up the hill and just enjoying the stars and the night air. It was about 12:45. I had made it up 3 blocks and was getting ready to turn the corner and deal with the most vertical set of steps. As I was approaching the corner, I saw a police officer on his four wheeler but thought nothing of it. You see police all over and that is one reason you don’t see violent crime around PV. I turned the corner and hear from behind me “Amigo……AMIGO…Stop”. Seeing as there was no one else around, I realized he was talking to me, so I stopped and turned and he, all decked out in a Flak vest and gun (holstered) said “Come here”.
Let me preface the rest of this with the following. The Villa has a rule book placed in each room and it is highly suggested you read it when you check in. Some people do, some don’t. It covers the rules for the house as well helpful info about being in Mexico. Most of the rules are there because of something that a previous guest did. I read it last year, and then again this year as it is quite entertaining and always being added to. There is one section devoted to things not to do while in Mexico. There are numerous things and one section in particular deals with interactions with the police. Just like here in the states, most are very helpful and friendly, but there are a few bad eggs in the bunch. One thing they have zero tolerance for is drugs. So you never carry even aspirin in your pocket. If they find something on you, you are either going to be taken to jail (not a good idea in Mexico), or you might get lucky and find one of the bad eggs who will take your cash in exchange for not sending you to jail. Down at the beach, they are everywhere. Pot, X, cocaine….all very easy to get on the beach and you see it happen all the time. Hell, the taxi drivers even offer it to you. Luckily, neither of us do those things, so we have never worried about the Police much. But I am now away from the beach, at night, alone, in a residential area.
I walk back towards the corner and officer asks me if I know who the vehicle parked at the curb belongs to. I said “no sir” and he asks me again and again I say “no sir”. I am not freaking out yet, but something does not feel right. He then asks where I live. I explain we are staying up the hill at a villa. He pauses for a minute to talk on his walkie talkie, but makes it very clear I am not to go anywhere. Now, I know I have not done anything wrong. I know I am not carrying anything that would get me in trouble. I had about 2 sips of the beer at the bar. I’m good. I’m telling myself that, but my heartbeat is getting a bit quicker. The officer then asks if I have I.D. I say yes and pull out my wallet and take my license out and he takes it and goes back over to his 4 wheeler where there is light. In my head I am saying just be calm, but the fact that I am alone is kinda getting to me. About 2 minutes go by. He keeps looking at my license and then responding to someone on the walkie talkie. He gets off the 4 wheeler and I think, finally he is going to give me my license back and say have a good evening, but no. He says “I need you to come over here and place your hands on the back of this vehicle”. Everything kind of jumped into slow motion. My head was screaming at my feet to move, but my feet wanted to run which would have been very bad (and I had no reason to! I hadn’t done anything!) My heart was now definitely racing. I stepped down placed my hands on the spare tire on the back of the SUV that was parked there and tried not to shake.
Officer: Have you been drinking?
Me: Yes sir, I had a beer down at Anthropology.
Officer: Do you do drugs?
Me: No sir
Officer: Smoke pot?
Me No sir
Officer: Cocaine?
Me: No sir
Officer: I am going to need to search you.
My Inner voice: SHIT!!!!!!!!!! BREATHE. BREATHE. BREATHE .
Me: Yes sir
He pats me down and then starts reaching into each pocket and pulling stuff out. Cigarettes, lighter, gum, iphone, coins. He lays each item on the top of the spare tire my hands are on. All I am thinking is that if something happens, no one will no where I am and I don’t have the number for villa on me. He then pulls out my wallet from my back pocket and starts going through it. In my head I am thinking, ok, I have about 1000 Pesos on me, roughly $100.00 US. He is standing behind me, but I turn my head enough to watch him as he looks in every crevice and pocket of my wallet. I want to make sure he doesn’t suddenly produce a pill or bag of coke and claim he found it in my wallet.
I must have been starting to show that I was nervous and scared. He said, “Don’t worry, you are not in any trouble”. He then handed me my wallet and I stuck it in my pocket. He said “wait, I want you to look in your wallet and make sure everything is there”. I pulled it back out, looked and saw that indeed, money, cards, everything was there. He then handed me my license and told me I could gather my things and go. I said thank you sir and gathered up my things. He some something else that was friendly in nature, but I just wanted to get up to the villa. I think I told him to have a nice evening as I walked away.
I got back to the villa and heard voices up in the hot tub, so I went up and found the new couple that had arrived earlier in the day Trevin and Patrick (from San Francisco). We had not actually met, so I introduced myself and then proceeded to tell them what had just happened. It was nice to just have other people there. I felt better now that I was safely at the Villa, so left them to their hot tubbing and went down to the room. Chris and the others got back about an hour later and we all headed to bed.
The cop was hot though.
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