"There are amazing, genuine, kind people in
this world–and they all seem to migrate to
Lori, Las Olas guest June 2010
An easy flight from most North American cities,
Puerto Vallarta is a resort mecca, sheltered by the
beautiful Bay of Banderas. In less than an hour,
you'll find yourself in a magical place, a laid back
village on the sea. It's the kind of place that reminds
us, "This really is a wonderful world and I
fit right in."
The hum of the of the fishing boats, returning with
their morning catch, can be heard from the villas
perched on the tropical hillside surrounding the
bay. The rustic pueblo is a blend of cobblestone
streets, palapa huts, and friendly people.
Free of resort hotels and common tourist attractions,
you'll find local restaurants serving fresh mahi-mahi
covered in mango salsa, a vibrant town plaza of laughing,
free-range kids, and hip boutiques featuring artisan
jewelry and bohemian fashion, all within a car-free
walk from your villa.
The locals are hearty, gracious, and happy to share
their village and surf break with thoughtful guests.
For nearly 15 years, Las Olas women have blended
into the local community. We dine at local cafes,
drink at local cantinas, use all the local services
from taxis to laundry, and commune with the local
surfers and fishing families. Don't expect a gringo
resort holiday with the swim-up bar and bikini contest.
Instead, look forward to meeting your new friends
for the first time.
The temperature is usually in the high 80's and
the ocean is about 80°. Wetsuits and jackets
are unnecessary most days of the year, but flip-flops
are mandatory. Sure, we've glanced at other locations
over the years, but nothing compares to our sweet
surf paradise in Mexico. Nada.
Las Olas, nada se compara.
"When I read about hardship in parts of Mexico
it affects me deeply. For over two decades, I’ve
traveled and worked with our neighbors to the south.
My experience continues to be rich and wonderful.
My Mexico is where the fish is fresh, the smoothies
are made with handpicked fruit, and where my niece
can walk to the market all by herself. My Mexico
is where I erase the line in the sand, and play on
-Bev Sanders, Founder