Vallarta

This past 3day weekend I went to Vallarta with my family. Our main purpose was to see my paternal grandmother, who is in Parkinson’s terminal stages.

It’s devastating to see her like that, she can’t move, she can’t talk, she can’t live — all I can think of is Yudkowsky’s words:

But of course we let it pass unchallenged, we moved on and enjoyed the rest of our trip. I don’t really know what to say about that.

There was a pool,

sunsets,

beach,

and some weird food:

yaca (a stinkingly ((really!) delicious tropical fruit — just how weird can fruits get?)),

kebab-style fish fillet (they’re everywhere on the beach and they’re surprisingly good),

tuba (a mildly alcoholic, refreshing beverage made from the coconut),

and tamarindo (the surprise here was eating it raw — it’s really good)

Here are all the photos.