I’ve been posting a few Sayulita beach photos on here lately – although rest assured, it’s much worse on my Facebook page – and there’s a good reason for that.
It’s just that, well, hanging out on this little stretch of coastline is just so damn great.
While there’s never really a bad time of day to get sand between your toes, for me this place is at its best in the evening. The sun starts to dip below the nearby hills, and the temperature rapidly follows. The vendors offering a multitude of useless crap souvenirs have found someone else to bug, and the beach becomes the domain of friends and couples enjoying a walk and a cold beer.
And, of course, the surfers and paddleboarders making the most of those last few precious minutes of daylight. They’ll be there until darkness finally forces them to shore, counting down the hours until they can do it all again.
It’s a rough life.