Old Zihua Foot Bridge

My nose is just fine, but thanks for the pic. There's much about Zihua I would have liked to have experienced "in the old days", but negotiating that bridge, especially after dark, is not one of them.

I negotiated that bridge after dark buzzed, with a mesh-rope bag of soft-drinks over one shoulder, and a garrafon of water on the other shoulder along the rocky coast over to where the old disco at Puerto Mío used to be back before there was a road on the other side. It was always a cause for celebration upon arrival.