Boca by Bus

When my friend, Richard suggested we spend a day in a little fishing village called Boca, I was delighted.  Then he told me we were going by bus!!  At least I found out what the big white buses are for.  They are the long distance buses with destinations like Ixtaba, Mismaloya, etc.  They are a little nicer, the seats are molded plastic instead of steel.  So, early one morning (actually about 11:00) we boarded a bus marked "Mismaloya".

The road hugs the coast line giving you magnificent views (sit on the right hand side).  It is sort of Mexico's Amalfi Drive (I did say sort of).  I was so fascinated by passing scenery, that I hardly minded the jogs and bumps of the drive.  The Mexican coast line is spectacular.  We passed Mismaloya and went to the end of the line (at least for buses).  The trip took just over a half an hour (my maximum so far).

As the bus let us off and turned around, I looked down this dirty little street leading from the highway to the beach.  It was a road that would embarrass Tiajuana.  There is no town, just this one road leading to a sand bar between a small bay and a river.  Tables, chairs and umbrellas line the sand bar.  We selected one right at the water edge.  Our restaurant was that little orange structure between two palapas.  We had a couple of beers and cheviche.  It was delicious.  We strolled up and down the beach watching the Mexican boys try to surf the waves; some were quite good.  There is also a small pier at one end of the bay where water taxis take people to Yalapa (my next trip).

After climbing up the hill to the highway we boarded a bus, but this time got off at Mismaloya.  It was basically built for the movie "Night of the Iguana".  The property where it was actually filmed is all fenced off as a National "something".  No one seems to know what they are going to do with it.   But years after the cast and crew left an immense hotel went up.  Only registered guests are allowed on the grounds, so we walked around the property to the beach.  It was packed with tourists.  I much preferred the little sand bar where we shared the beach with only a few other couples.

Some how going back to P.V. we got on one of the blue local buses.  It was not only a much rougher ride, the but driver was one of those "Indy 500" drivers.  We hung on for dear life as the bus carreened around sharp curves.  Thank God we were on the inside of the road, or I would have been sure we were going to plunge over the cliff.  We made if back in 15 minutes.  The whole day cost about $10.00.