Acapulco

We've just left Acapulco and are now headed down to Puerto Escondido after having spent 4 nights at anchor in the bay - surrounded by the millions of lights from the city.

The beach stretches along for miles, but to get to the beach you have to go through one of the hotels, or (obviously the more favourable option when you're living on a beautiful yacht...) a beach bar!

Hello Club Tropicana!

The old town is centered around a place called the Zocalo, which is really pretty. Very 'local' Mexico - which makes me wonder why I thought it was ok to buy strawberries on the side of the road, from a woman who looked like she hadn't washed in about 3 weeks and had red dribble all around her mouth - a blatant sign that she's been at her own produce, no?! But so far so good....

Have I just jinxed it?!

There are 5000 (yes thats 3 0's!) VW beetle taxi's in this city! Taxi's! Sooo quaint. We actually counted 8 in a row go past.

One of the most famous things to see here are La Quebrada. These crazy Mexican cliff divers who dive over 120ft into a tiny 12ft wide, 8ft deep, crevease. They have to time their dive with the surge that comes in - oh and avoid the rocks that litter the place! Besides the fact that the waves are crashing all over.

And yet they still don't just do a boring dive.

They do somersaults, twists, there's even a tandem dive!

If you squint really hard at the photo, you'll see some dude standing on the top of the far cliff in his little speedo's.

This is after he climbs from the water up the cliff face! Seriously - crazy antics!