Before going to bed that odd hotel night clerk phoned me at 23:30 to say today I would have to vacate the room for reasons which were not clearly stated. I asked the reception in the morning what the night clerk was babbling about. They had no idea. Is this typical Mexican confusion? Walked into town in a cloud of diesel fumes with more than a few vehicles requiring a new muffler. Even when you reach a sidewalk it is being torn up. In fact all of Puerto Vallarta seems torn up. Are they preparing for a huge tourist boom? Tomorrow off to the exotic Yelapa beach.