We could feel a tropical storm coming but we were nearly at our favorite place. It was hot,  hot and the humidity was incredible.  Last night there was a huge thunder and lightning storm and so we were walking in a sauna.

Steve wanted to swim and since it was our last night here, we were going to have dinner and drinks. When we got to Mahi Beach,  Steve went right out into the water.

It began to rain.  The waiters, Carlos,  Luis and I carried our belongings inside the palapa covered bar.

The waves grew large and seemed as though they were going to nearly reach us inside.  Streams of rain water opened up rivers that ran into the sea. The sky darkened and lightning flashed and thunder crashed.  I could see Steve being tossed by the waves and hoped he would come in soon.

The rain came down and as Steve emerged he stood under the clouds bathing in rain water.

We watched as the sea near the shore filled with debris from landslides, large branches and mud turned the sea brown.

The storm ended and the sea calmed,  the rain stopped.

We stayed there for hours drinking and snacking until sunset when we walked to the bus stop to catch the #4 that would drop us off a couple of blocks from the house.

Aaah, Vallarta.