Among the many things you find in Puerto Vallarta is that you are capable of making new friends who are way outside your normal realm. I mean by that friends who do not remotely resemble the old ones at home.
For instance I have got into a habit of sitting with two fellows at the distant beach restaurant of Fidencio’s whenever I am down that way. To my way of thinking it is a miracle considering my past lifestyle that I am good friends with Don, an early acquaintance from my street who had explained that Mexico would kill . . .
