It is official. We have moved to our third house since arriving in Mexico last July. Bucerias; one month. Puerto Vallarta; five months. And now, La Cruz de Huanacaxtle; an entirely new state, which is often referred to as the Riviera Nayarit. Doesn't it just sound exotic?
La Cruz de Huanacaxtle translates to the cross of Huanacaxtle. Huanacaxtle is a type of tree endemic to this region. The center of town has a large cross made from it's wood. Legend has it that an indigenous woman was buried at the base of a large Huanacaxtle tree. In tribute, a very large cross was carved into the trunk of the tree. The name stuck when people started saying 'lets meet at 'la cruz'.
La Cruz de Huanacaxtle translates to the cross of Huanacaxtle. Huanacaxtle is a type of tree endemic to this region. The center of town has a large cross made from it's wood. Legend has it that an indigenous woman was buried at the base of a large Huanacaxtle tree. In tribute, a very large cross was carved into the trunk of the tree. The name stuck when people started saying 'lets meet at 'la cruz'.
Center of town; at La Cruz
La Cruz is a small, rustic fishing village. Each night the fishermen go out to set their nets and return back at sunrise to collect and sell their catch at the fish market. Besides fish, the town is known for it's Sunday farmers market and marina.
The reason for the move?...to be closer to the surf. I've been out surfing after work and on the weekend; my clothes are patiently waiting to be released from the backpack they were transported in from Vallarta.
Below are some pictures...
The reason for the move?...to be closer to the surf. I've been out surfing after work and on the weekend; my clothes are patiently waiting to be released from the backpack they were transported in from Vallarta.
Below are some pictures...
Our abode way up on the hill. There is only one house past ours; no street lights, no loud music throughout the night. Just the sounds of the jungle...and the crazy creatures that live in it.
The view north; overlooking several ranchos
The view west
Overlooking the marina to the southwest. La Cruz is a huge sailing town for 'thru-cruisers' heading to the south pacific; or those who never left. Jimmy Buffet may be hiding out here!
The main entry on the first floor
The kitchen; which is on the second floor. Not a cabinet to be found; everything is open shelving under the bar counter top.
Hang out space (with storage under cushion) and bathroom
Our ceiling at the highest point of the house
The roof top patio
Sunset from the second floor bathroom
The details of this house are incredible & unique. In the kitchen looking up the stairs to the 4th story (roof top patio).
Our amazing neighbor Margo (and one of her rescue dogs). Margo is 75, lives alone, drives to/from Canada in her van; sleeps in truck stops, and is outside using the machete and working hard each day. This lady rocks!
View from the backyard; all three patios
Looking into the backyard from the third story patio. Garden & chickens are the first backyard projects. And, we will be firing up the wood fired pizza oven very soon.
Full moon over Bucerias; to the south
