Mazatlán offers two vacations in one: sun and culture on a budget
Mazatlán's Golden Zone and Centro Historico offer two vacations in one for travelers seeking sun and culture on a budget.
Seattle Times travel writer
If You Go
Mazatlán, with a population of about 500,000, is in the state of Sinaloa on Mexico's Pacific Coast. Alaska Airlines flies nonstop from Seattle. Other airlines have one-stop flights. Fares are usually in the $400 range, but vary with the season.
The Golden Zone has many beach resorts in all price ranges. Consult www.tripadvisor.com for those with the best customer ratings. I choose El Cid because it rated highly on TripAdvisor and offered an optional all-inclusive plan. The $146 rate, booked on the hotel's Web site, included airport pickup, all taxes, meals and drinks for two. See www.elcid.com or call 866-306-6113.
The Hotel La Siesta is the budget choice along Old Mazatlán's beachfront. Rates vary according to the season, with ocean-view doubles going for $39 April-July. (011-52-669-981-2640 or www.lasiesta.com.mx). A step up is the remodeled Best Western Posada Freeman Express, another original Olas Altas hotel. April rates start at $90 (800-780-7234 or www.bestwestern.com). Nearby is Olas Altas B&B, a boutique inn with suites at $105 including breakfast (775-293-4446 or www.olasaltasmaz.com).
The most romantic dining is at the sidewalk restaurants around the Plazuela Machado. Three less touristy choices are:
Puerto Azul on the beach at Playa Norte. A whole fish for two with trimmings is about $10 at the current exchange rate of 12.4 pesos to $1.
El Shrimp Bucket, ground floor of Hotel La Siesta. Despite the name, high-quality and authentic Mexican specialties at half the price of the trendy Plazuela Machado spots.
Mariscos Dunia, 711 Vicente Guerrero. Bring your own shrimp, or order from the menu.
What to do
Walk, jog or bike along the Malecón, the miles-long paved seawalk that separates the Golden Zone and Old Mazatlán. Go to the 11th-floor bar at the Posada Freeman for sunset and panoramic views.
Take a 30-minute walk to the top of El Faro, a lighthouse perched high on a bluff. Explore the arts scene on a First Fridays art walk (www.artwalkmazatlan.com). Take in a performance at the Teatro Ángela Peralta (www.culturamazatlan.com) on the Plazuela Machado. Tour the Casa Machado, a historical museum in a restored mansion.
Contact the Mexico Tourism Bureau (www.visitmexico.com). See also www.mexconnect.com and www.mexonline.com. A U.S. State Department travel warning issued in March after drug-related shootings in Ciudad Juárez urges Americans to stay away from Northern Mexico border towns. Most beach resorts and historical areas remain safe for travelers who take normal precautions. Details at http://travel.state.gov.
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For 10-year-old Morgan King of Saskatchewan, a Mazatlán morning starts with a new hairdo from Valeria Lopez, who sets up her mobile salon on the beach near the El Cid resort.
Soft music from a poolside yoga class blends with the whirl of blenders as bartenders whip up the first batch of piña coladas.
Working with a handful of pink and white beads, Valeria braids Morgan's hair while her mother, Lana, soaks up the sun on the beach that fronts the city's Golden Zone of high-rise hotels, bars and restaurants.
A few miles south, a different scene unfolds along the streets of Old Mazatlán.
Guests at the faded Hotel La Siesta breakfast on huevos rancheros while joggers and bikers get their morning exercise along a paved seawalk. Boys in swimming trunks grab their fishing spears and inner tubes and head out into the surf for the day's catch.
Golden or Olden? Most tourists choose one or the other when they vacation in Mazatlán, a commercial fishing and port city founded by the Spaniards in the 1500s on Mexico's Pacific coast.
I sampled both on a recent five-day trip, checking in first at El Cid, a $146-a-night all-inclusive beach resort, then moving downtown to a $50-a-night room at La Siesta, one of the first hotels built in Mazatlán when tourism began developing in the 1950s.
As other parts of Mexico began to draw visitors, Mazatlán developed a reputation as a party destination, more suited to the spring-break crowd than families or those interested in art and culture.
That's begun to change. The rebirth of the historical center as a cultural district is drawing new galleries, restaurants and shops to its European-style neighborhoods. Resorts in the Golden Zone, less showy and built-up than in Puerto Vallarta or Acapulco, are picking up on the trend toward family-friendly vacations.
Both Mazatláns have something to offer budget-minded travelers. With just a 10-mile stretch of beach connecting the two, why settle for just one?
The Zona Dorada
Built in 1983, El Cid's 393-room Castilla Beach hotel was among the first high-rise resorts developed when Mazatlán's tourism industry shifted north, and the Golden Zone (Zona Dorada) replaced the historical center as the favored destination.
Its orange and green towers, part of a mega-complex of four hotels, a marina and golf course, face a long swimming beach. The entrance fronts on a busy highway flanked by a bikini boutique and a restaurant called Señor Frog's.
My husband and I weren't sure what to expect when the desk clerk snapped on our purple wristbands, a sign to waiters and bartenders that we were on the all-inclusive plan.
Would all the drinks, food, activities, even taxes be included, as promised, with no hidden charges? Yes, it turned out.
"Think of it as a cruise ship that doesn't move," advised Bob Levinstein, CEO of ResortCompete.com, a Web site that searches for the best deals on all-inclusive resorts.
Chances are we could have snagged a room upgrade had we agreed to a time-share sales pitch. But the sun was out and our time was short, so we settled for the resort equivalent of an inside cabin.
The walls were covered in a bumpy white stucco that looked like popcorn. The air conditioner rattled, but the room was large and overlooked one of two sparkling pools.
A flash of the purple wristbands bought unlimited beer, wine and drinks — not the watered-down variety you sometimes hear about — and anything we wanted from an oceanfront seafood buffet and four sit-down restaurants serving Mexican, Argentine, Italian food and sushi.
Slipped under our door each night was the "El Cid News," listing yoga classes, cooking lessons, water aerobics and a Spanish class taught by Fhernando, a young man who doubled as an Aztec dancer at the nightly dinner shows.
Signs warn guests not to buy from beach vendors, but no one pays attention. They keep the local economy humming, and what could be easier than having a shopkeeper come to you?
"Hello amigos. Good prices today. Almost free," was how one man with a pile of straw hats on his head greeted us. He opened a case filled with silver earrings and beaded necklaces. Next came a man balancing a tray of fruit cups on his head, then three Mariachi singers, one dragging a bass fiddle through the sand.
Sipping a piña colada on our balcony after a day of swimming, snacking, and learning to cook fajitas, I concluded this was a good value for anyone who wants to keep a vacation easy and hassle-free.
The King family of Saskatchewan spent 10 days here, mainly relaxing while their kids tried boogie boarding and cooled off with SpongeBob SquarePants smoothies at the swim-up bars.
The best part about the all-inclusive plan: not having to worry about where to eat.
"It puts your mind at ease," said Lana King. "If the kids want to eat burgers at 10 a.m. and we want seafood at noon, there's no problem."
The Centro Historico
A snip of the plastic wristbands at checkout, and we were reaching into our wallets for pesos for the first time in two days.
A few minutes of sidewalk negotiation with the driver of a "pulmonia" — one of the open-air vehicles that look like golf carts and serve as taxis — and we were on our way to the Hotel La Siesta, one of three original oceanfront hotels still in business along a pocket cove called Olas Altas beach in Old Mazatlán.
Faded green tile floors and a lobby atrium planted with trees so tall their vines hang down over the tables evoke a time when the Siesta was once a classy address that drew movie stars and wealthy tourists.
The walls are thin and the furniture worn, but the sunset views that came with a balcony room in the 1950s haven't changed.
No morning blender action here. Just warm breezes and the sound of the surf pounding against the sea wall. We became breakfast regulars on the hotel's sidewalk terrace, amusing the waiter with our order of huevos divorciados or divorced eggs — two poached eggs, one with red sauce and the other with green.
Away from the beach, a Centro Historico preservation push has attracted artists, restaurants and cafes to back streets lined with classic houses. Rak and Loa Gacia and their children make leather masks in a workshop in back of NidArt, a gallery in a restored mansion where artists sell pottery and art made from coconut and clay.
Expats favor the nighttime music and dining scene around the shady Plazuela Machado, anchored by the Teatro Ángela Peralta, an 1800s-era opera house where we bought tickets to a folk ballet for $10 each.
The best seafood is along the beach or in town at the local cantinas. A walk from Olas Altas along the paved Malecón seawalk leads past a platform popular with local cliff divers. Further north is Playa Norte and a group of thatched-roof beach restaurants. Pick out a fish, then relax while it's grilled over a wood fire and served on a platter heaped with roasted tomatoes, peppers, salad and rice, all for about $10. One afternoon friends led the way to Serdán, a street of kitchen shops and fabric stores near the twin-spired cathedral and the Pino Suarez public market. There we found the "shrimp ladies" selling fresh prawns wiggling around in buckets of water.
No place to cook? No worries.
Nearby is Mariscos Dunia, a restaurant with oversized plastic Christmas bulbs strung over the bar and party music on the boom box.
A waitress took the bag of shrimp from our hands, then brought chilled beers to our table. Vendors wandered through selling nuts, wallets, cigars and songs. A few minutes later, our waitress returned with our shrimp peeled and cooked to order in butter and garlic.
Bring Your Own Shrimp. I could get used to that.
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