On our last morning in PV, I finally made it to Zumba. Our hosts got out of bed early enough to drive down with me, resting comfortably in a nearby coffee shop while I joined thirty other sweaty bodies! Everything was going fine until the instructor's young male assistant started to lead the group about halfway through the one hour session. He chose slower music with seductive movements, not Zumba style dance at all. Unimpressed, I finally joined the guys for a coffee.
Before returning home we detoured to the market for a few photos.
All of the fish vendors vied for our business with offers of reduced prices.
On the way home we spotted a truckload of watermelons.
Mexico is a land of colour!
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