Been almost exactly* 10 years since I visited Punta Mita, near Puerto Vallarta in Nayarit state. An awfully pleasant little trip, with plenty of views of the Bay of Banderas and its coastline. Including these images, but also these.
The villa where we stayed was much more luxurious than my usual haunts, at home or elsewhere.
Including a small infinity pool. A novelty for me.

It was the dry season, so the non-irrigated land was dry.
Naturally, the golf course was irrigated, except for the hole on a peninsula. I don’t play golf, but I was happy to wander around the course, on foot and in a golf cart.

Our guide around the resort.

She had an exotic background, if I remember right. A father from — Syria, I believe — who immigrated to one of the northern South American countries, where her mother was from. Later they came to Mexico.

* Some long-ago teacher got on my case for using the phrase “almost exactly.” Red-inked it, I think. “Either it is exact, or it is not” was, I believe, the faulty reasoning that gave birth to that nonsense. I can say now, in my opinion as a professional writer of some decades, that there’s nothing wrong with the construction.