I love the tropics in December. Even though winter hasn’t even begun, officially, a week or so below the Tropic of Cancer in the last month of the year somehow makes the upcoming dark, damp, short, grey days of Portland go by  more quickly and more bearable. So when our friends James and Nicole invited us to their Sayulita wedding, it was a done deal.

Sayulita, Nayarit, Mexico

James & Nicole The Night Before The Wedding

The knot was tied at the south end of Sayulita on a beach called Playa de Los Muertos, or, Beach of the Dead. Not a reference to one’s pre-marital life, or even Jerry Garcia. You have to walk through a cemetary, a really cool under the jungle canopy cool only as Mexicans can make it cool cemetary, to get to the beach.

Portlanders wed on Playa de Los Muertos

James gathers his final thoughts as a single man.

James at the ready for wedding.

Guests Corky and Sara in their Mexican best.

Corky and Sarah

James and Nicole look on as James’s daughter reads during the ceremony. She held it together.

It's a family affair.

Now it’s time for golf, whale-watching, snorkeling, more golf, some sea-kayaking, and maybe a margarita or two.

Stay Tuned,

Mateo Zaffino