No cash in Sayulita

We'd always anticipated getting a hire car for a few days, to get out of town and spend some time on other beaches. As it happened, we didn't bother because of the weather, but by New Years Eve we'd not seen the sun for 6 days and we were going a little crazy. So we managed to get the last car from the little Dollar booth in town and drove off up the coast.

We arrived in Sayulita around midday - a mad bohemian mash-up of little streets, funky shops, bars, restaurants and a beach that was rammed with beautiful people. We had a quick lunch then as we're are beautiful people ourselves, we joined the crowd on the beach. The sun came out briefly; a father and his two small sons played terrible mariachi music on trumpet and drums; a troupe of tattooed, tanned and dreadlocked drummers accompanied a unicyclist balancing on a little plank of wood and juggling at the same time; surfers did their stuff, kids played in the shallows, and the world seemed all rather warm and fuzzy.

Alexis found a really nice necklace from a street vendor, but I'd forgotten to get more cash and so I couldn't afford to buy it. I scoured the town for an ATM but every one in town (and there were plenty) had some kind of handmade sign saying it wasn't working. New Year's Eve and there was no cash in Sayulita!

Finally I joined a queue in a grocery store and managed to get some money from the last functioning ATM in town. The guy quickly added a wire clasp to the necklace and my afternoon was complete.
Unfortunately the return journey was very wet, very dark and very slow. The traffic was terrible and we ended up having only an hour at home before heading into town for our New Year celebration. But I was so glad to have had the chance to take the car and get out for an afternoon.