On this short and kinda boring hitchhiking trip, I go on a boat tour with my French friend in Punta Mita, Nayarit then we hitchhike to Sayulita, Nayarit by accident. I then go to San Pancho where we meet lots of new friends. Here's the complete travel route: Punta Mita -> Sayulita -> San Pancho -> Puerto Vallarta.
So where do I find these french girls? I don't bloody know honestly. They just seem to be everywhere in Mexico after running away from their country. From their perspective, French people are cold and assholes, but I wouldn't be able to prove that without having been to France myself.
My hitchhike started after my boat tour in Punta Mita, Nayarit, Mexico. I don't usually do tours but my French friend wanted to see this island called Isla Marietas and I liked her a bit, so I figured why not spend the day with her. The tour was 600 pesos which is my weekly budget. That stung me a bit, but I managed to beat down the price to 500 pesos which was nice.
After doing that tour, I confirmed to myself that tours fcking suck. It's always controlled, safe, and not worth the cost. It sucks to spend cash just to get a controlled experience. Where's the fun in that? I wanted to swim without a life jacked, free-dive and climb the rocks on the island. I wasn't allowed to do any of this.
I highly suggest asking someone that has done a tour before and more importantly ask them if it was really worth it. Most of the time, it isn't!
So yeah, we hitchhiked from Punta Mita to Sayulita with a little difficulty, but my French friend did all the leg work and got a ride by accident lol. A car stopped by to pick up a kid, and she happened to be waiting at the same corner, so we got a free ride with a Mexican mom riding with a baby in the driver seat lol. Good old Mexico. I love you.
Our second ride was with this weird guy that didn't even want to talk to us when we went in. It almost felt like an uber ride and the driver was also kinda rude, but we got a ride so, that's all that matters lol.
I camped at San Pancho, Nayarit, Mexico for three nights, and then I hitchhiked on my own to Puerto Vallarta where I spent my last days at the coast with a kinda weird couchsurfer host.
She was a bit weird but very kind. She merely had trouble communicating the kindness, but it was interesting meeting her.