Arriving from different places, our Yelapa adventure begins as we touch down at Puerto Vallarta International airport. Despite the large name, the PV airport is relatively small and quite expedient in view of the number of tourists they handle per day. Getting your luggage and going through customs is a breeze and out to a taxi you go heading for the pier in the old town of Vallarta. Some of you lucky ones will be able to arrive early, staying in Vallarta for some days, or perhaps adding time on the tail of your trip. While there are a lot of large and loud drinking Americans there, I really enjoy the Mexican charm and vibrancy of this beautiful port city.
Yelapa is a small town or village on a large cove or bay on the southernmost rim of the Bahia de Banderas, the Bay of Flags. There are no roads to Yelapa so the contact of the village with Vallarta is via water taxi. When we board the boat for Yelapa we take another step onto our adventure. As I leave the dock, I always have the feeling that we are leaving the known and familiar and venturing into a shamanic journey of sorts. There is a feeling of remoteness and solitude on the beach, and in the village and river valley of Yelapa. On the 40 minute ride I have witnessed whales, schools of dolphins, turtles and manta rays; not all on one journey, but the water life is really incredible. For those who have been to Yelapa before, the Hotel Lagunita stands on the far left side of the beach while the village is on the far right side of the bay. The hotel itself was built by an amazing artist with extensive rock, stone, brick and bamboo structures and walkways. The rooms are done in Polynesian and art deco motifs. They are spacious, colorful, and all have full bathrooms, running water and 24 hour electricity. The hotel is perched on the edge of the Pacific Ocean so the sound of the sea is enormous, present with us day and night. The hotel seems to be placed in the middle of a garden with beautiful palms and tropical plants everywhere..