23/02/2026
We were standing on the Malecón just four days ago. 🇲🇽🇨🇦
Now, back in the quiet of Canada, the headlines about Puerto Vallarta feel a world away, yet impossibly close. It’s strange how a place can get under your skin so quickly—how you can still feel the Pacific salt on your face while watching the news from across the border.
PV is a place of light, even when the shadows get long. Watching this footage of a lone surfer cutting through the black water at midnight, I’m reminded of the people we met—the resilience, the grit, and the soul that doesn't just "go away" when things get heavy.
Thinking of our friends and the locals who make that city breathe. We left a piece of ourselves back there on the sand. 🤍
📍 From PV to the Great White North.