Day trip with local independent guide. Jardin botanica, petroglyphs abandoned in a high mountain meadow. Towns perched on rocky shores, rocks perched in quiet bays. Roadside food cooked in open, wood-fired kitchens. Hot as hell but worth every sweat-soaked minute.

Sue and I are spending a week in Puerto Vallarta without the children. Instead of offering you poetry every day, let me offer you a few random photos. Photos without the distraction of colour. Small artifacts of structure and light.