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Elizabeth Taylor and Richard Burton Find Paradise On ‘Night of the Iguana’ Shoot

PUERTO VALLARTA, MEXICO — Elizabeth Taylor and Richard Burton have discovered paradise – and they freely admit it.

In this tiny, tropical village they have found their heaven on earth, where they can openly display their love for each other, freer than they have ever been from notoriety and criticism.

In an exclusive interview with this reporter, Burton explained that he and his Elizabeth are now in process of buying a home in Puerto Vallarta, that they have found contentment here that has  thus far eluded them in the other places they have traveled.

“Half the people here,” he explained, “have never heard of Elizabeth. The other half might have heard of her, but couldn’t care less about her behavior.  The natives allow us to live our lives, to act ourselves.”

He grinned disarmingly, as if unaware his statements were newsworthy, and explained, “Elizabeth and I have already put in an offer on one home.  It was on the market for $40,000.  Unfortunately, when the owner discovered we were the bidders he jacked  up his price to $60,000 and we backed out.  I am sure of this, however,  If we keep looking we will find another home here that pleases us.  “This much we’ve decided:  we do want to live in Puerto Vallarta.  It’s paradise.”

It is understandable that both he and Miss Taylor should have fallen so in love with this tropical village.  For here they have been able to act much like honeymooners blissfully in love.

Local cab drivers point out to tourists “Casa Kimberley,” the luxurious villa nestled high on a rocky hillside where the famous couple live together.

Each morning a candy-striped jeep, boldly inscribed on its side with the words “Casa Kimberley” calls for Burton at the entranceway of the house.   The actor jumps in beside the driver and, as the jeep makes its perilous way down the cobblestone streets, narrowly avoiding pigs, burros, and half-naked children, Burton will turn to wave a last goodbye to Elizabeth, standing smiling down at him from the balcony of their home.

Around noon, the jeep will return for Miss Taylor and drive her to the beach where she will board their boat, “The Taffy,” to make the 6-7 [corrected] mile trip down coast to Mismaloya, the location site of Burton’s film, “Night of the Iguana.”

After spending the afternoon with him, on the set, they will board the boat together shortly before dusk to return to Casa Kimberley.

During the evenings, the couple will dine alone at home or will join friends in one of the six restaurant-bars in town.

Even to one spending just a few days in Puerto Vallarta, it becomes obvious that the charm of this tropical land has had its magical effect on Liz and Burton.  Where they tried deliberately not to be seen in public in both Rome and London, here in Mexico they make almost a show out of publicly acting like a couple in love.  Their attitude seems to say:  “We adore each other and are proud of it.  We want the whole world to know how we feel.”  There is not a soul in Puerto Vallarta who could remain oblivious to that fact.

I first became a witness to their love while standing on my hotel balcony one evening, mesmerized by the glories that nature was unfolding before me.  The heavens seemed to be on fire.  The sky, grey with the promise of night, had been touched by unseen fingers of fire and turned shades of gilded red and gold.  The sun, resting briefly atop a low hanging cloud before its final descent, spilled a trail of liquid amber along the tropical waters, then slid silently into the sea.

It was twilight in Puerto Vallarta, one of the most thrilling spectacles offered anywhere in the world.  The coconut trees lining the shore were now bathed in partial darkness and swayed to the rhythm of the surf as a mild tropical breeze arose.

Unexpectedly, from the horizon, a ship approached, killed its motors about a hundred feet from shore, and drifted silently, lifted gently and unprotestingly by the gentle push of the waves.  The ship was the “Taffy” and from its cabin Elizabeth Taylor emerged, climbed to the bow where she poised for a moment, then disappeared into the sea, cutting the water with an expert and graceful dive.  A moment later she surfaced and waved to Burton who stood at the stern of the craft.  He called, “I’ll see you on shore, luv,” and made a motion to the native captain to resume the progress of the boat.

It seemed but moments later when the actress’ powerful stroke had carried her to the beach.  There, like a child confident she is safe from unseen eyes, she  pranced upon the sand, shaking her head to free the sea water held captive in her hair.  She stood for a moment, her arms outstretched in a gesture of abandoned happiness, then skipped back into the surf, laughing with delight as the waves playfully slapped at her legs.

“Elizabeth,” Burton’s voice broke the stillness as he came trotting down the beach to meet her.  They embraced, clung to each other for a moment, then walked arm in arm to an awaiting jeep.  They were going home.

“Elizabeth is very happy here,” Burton confessed to me the following day.  “We both feel we’ve found heaven.”

He proceeded to explain why.  “Here in Puerto Vallarta we can be ourselves.  Last Sunday, for instance, we decided to take the boat and spend the day with Liza on a deserted beach along the coast.  At least we thought it was deserted.  After dropping our gear on the sand and spreading out our towels, we looked up and noticed several families of natives watching us from halfway up the mountain.  I waved and they immediately began to approach, friendly and unafraid.  They paid almost no attention to Elizabeth and myself.  It was apparent that they didn’t have the vaguest notion who we were.  But Liza, they fell in love with her.  Even with my limited knowledge of Spanish, I could understand that they were telling us how beautiful she was, saying that she looked, with her deep copper tan, like a Mexican Niña.

When lunchtime came, I asked our visitors if they’d  care to share our sandwiches.  They were delighted, even happier to sample our tequila.  Then it was time for them to treat us.  They invited us up to their hut, to share their tortillas and beans – and their local brew.  Elizabeth and I sat on the dirt floor of the thatched hut, sharing the simple food that the women prepared for us over an open fire.  And, while Elizabeth and I basked in those golden moments of anonymity, Liza enjoyed herself playing tag in the jungle outside the hut with our host’s children.”

For over two hours Burton talked of the life he and Elizabeth have found in Mexico.  Never did he say “I”.  His statements always began with “we.”  Charming and suave and very much a man of the world, he none-the-less gave the impression of a person as overwhelmingly in love as a teenager smitten with his first affair of the heart.

Sitting with him in the thatched roofed bar at Mismaloya, little more than a clearing out of a lush forest overgrown with wild banana and coconut trees, he pointed in the direction of the Taffy, at anchor in the breakwater.  “You know, of course,” he offered, “that Elizabeth named the boat after me.  Remember the rhyme, ‘Taffy was a Welshman.  Taffy was a thief? …'”  His blue eyes shone with pride and he seemed all at once like a boastful small boy, proud of his mischievous behavior.

This impression remained as Burton continued to speak.  Charming, a marvelous story teller, he seemed bent on disclosing the intimate little details of his affair with Elizabeth Taylor.  “She is my woman,” his attitude proclaimed.

Yet, though Elizabeth Taylor might be a woman in love, a woman who is now acting like an ecstatic bride, she proved a few hours later that, like women everywhere, she has her moments of annoyance with her man, when anger and possessiveness can erase all other feelings.

On that particular day, because only a half days shooting was scheduled, she had decided not to make the trip to Mismaloya.  Instead, she waited for Burton at “Casa Kimberly, expecting him to arrive home by two o’clock in the afternoon.

He, however, chose that day to rebel.  A terribly gregarious person who seems complete only when he is surrounded by people, he sat talking with me for several hours, though he knew Elizabeth was waiting at home.  Then, urged by his secretary who warned in whispers, “Miss Taylor will be upset,” he reluctantly arose and offered me a ride back to the mainland on his boat.  We had begun to leave the bar when he spied Director John Huston and Ava Gardner at a corner table and made his way over, “Just to say hello.”  It was more than an hour later when the frantic secretary finally persuaded him to board the boat and it was past 6 p.m. when we finally docked at Puerto Vallarta.  Elizabeth’s houseboy, sent down to the water’s edge to try to locate Burton, rushed up to him and explained nervously in Spanish that Miss Taylor was very upset, had sent him to the beach three times earlier that afternoon to find him.

If Burton was worried over Elizabeth’s apparent wrath he gave no indication, just smiled, bestowed a kiss upon my cheek as he bid me farewell and said  he’d probably see me later in town.

As it turned out, we did see each other again.  That evening he and Elizabeth appeared together at the Hotel Rio, in the center of town.  Whatever disagreement they may have had over Burton’s tardiness obviously resulted  in no more than a lover’s quarrel for she sat beside him now, her face glowing with adoration as they sipped their cocktails and made love with their eyes.  When they left a short time later, it was arm and arm, walking to the jeep that would take them down the cobblestone streets to their home.

Neither Richard Burton nor Elizabeth Taylor will discuss the possibility of their securing divorces from their present mates, yet there in Mexico such complications seem something that bothers them little.  They are honeymooning.  They have found their Shangri-la and if there is an Eddie Fisher and a Sybil Burton giving statements to the press in the United States – well, such things belong to another world, cannot penetrate the blissful state that has enveloped them.

Honeymooners are not uncommon in Puerto Vallarta.  Its beauty and picturesque setting make it a lover’s paradise.  Perhaps this is why the local citizens seem to be able to take Liz and Burton’s actions in stride.  They point with pride to ‘Liz’s house, the Casa Kimberley.’  They comment on Lisa’s beauty.  Yet they seem highly unconcerned with the notoriety that has surrounded Liz and Burton in other parts of the globe.

In a blue negligee she stands, waving to her lover as he leaves for a day’s work.  In the neighborhood grocery shop she will wander, seeking some delicacy to delight her man when he returns home at night.  In a picturesque cantina she sits, her eyes never leaving the face of the man with whom she is sharing paradise.  Her hand reaches out to find his and she smiles, her violet eyes alight with rapture.  Elizabeth Taylor and Richard Burton have found their heaven on earth.  It’s possible that they feel they can cling to it forever here in this Eden-like village.  They will buy a home high in the hills overlooking the sea where few will see and no one will are about their behavior.  And if they must return to civilization – to a curious press, to demands from estranged mates, to a society shocked that they won’t conform to acceptable behavior — their return will only be a temporary one.  And they will be able to tolerate it, knowing that they will return to the heaven they have found on earth where they can openly acknowledge their love.  And where no one will judge them.

By Marilyn Beck

Published November 1963

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i am kelly brian dombrowski. i was on this plane. i was being escorted by mexican federal police..elizebeth gueterrez of pvlawfirm.com in puerto vallarta who was the lawyer in a safe house in guadalajara who explained to me kelly brian dombrowski of 518 calle venero colonia ojo de agua, puerto vallarta jalisco mexico and 551 beaconhill drive fort mcmurray alberta. my rights and obligations as a citizen of mexicoshe read from my citizenship contract. elizebeth would tell me my rights and obligations and have me kelly dombrowski sign with my signiture where she had read the claus. then elizebeth gueterrez the lawyer from the government of mexico woukld witness my signiture with her signiture. elizebeth gueterrez was introduced to me by bill barber of the coffee cup cafe on rudulfo gomez in old town puerto vallarta. and of pieces bath house in edmonton alberta. he owns both businesses. the gay bath house in edmonton alberta and the coffee cup cafe on rudulfo gomez in old town puerto vallarta. elizebeth gueterrez is the partner of juan gabriel enriquez novela of the federal police of the federal republic of mexico in a police cruiser on the highways of nayaret. juan carlos vargas cabello, rock balancer puerto vallarta id my life partner and protector, we lived together in the house 518 calle venero colonia ojo de agua, puerto vallarta jalisco mexico. elizebeth gueterrez was in the house 515 manitail, the house that benjimen netanyaho prime minister of isreral, the butcher from carnisoria supreme on the corner of fransico villa and viena across from conilep school. the butcher of leon france. the stazi, the nazi’s of france in world war two. he and elizebeth were in the house 515 manitail that looks into my house over our swimming pool into our livingroom, kitchen and bedroom. elizebeth gueterrez was outside the oxxo on pavo real after i was beaten with sticks and i came home from the hospital where i had 30 40 staples after the neighbors arround my house attacked me inside my property. elizebeth was outside the new oxxo on pavo real with her phone as i kelly brian dombrowski was inside the new oxxo on pavo real i block from venero and our house colonia ojo de agua. she was waving at me and i realized she was in troble for allowing me to go to sleep with a head injury. i looked ay elizebeth who was with a little guy and i said to the little mexican. SHE F7&ks You. the two of them ran to 515 manitail, the house that looks into our house over our swimming pool. that was the little mexican inside the ciber rental just now. he is benjimen netanyaho prime minister of isreal and he is a telepatico. he is a changling as is elizebeth gueterrez. these two are the man from barra de navidad who balance rocks infront of city hall, el patrino restaurant. these are the 2 killers of the children here in mexico and they balancer rocks on the malecon infront of the light house, this is where i sit on my bench every day. charlie, juan carlos vargas balances rocks in front of the statue of the clown eatting a hard boiled egg, paridise burgers.

i spoke to the man , he lives in barre de navidad, his daughter is a lawyer who thinks she is the best. and he hates her. he wanted me to buy a watch, i had no money, so he called me a faggot and stormed away.

 this is benjimen netanyaho prime minister of isreal and lea, the time kepper from central maintance department catyletic time keepers office. she talks dirty of raul from the restaurant san angel, ( where juan carlos vargas cabello mother works, she is lady diana spencer. her name is airma. we found her in guadalajara.raul is judge horrowicks of fort mcmurray alberta.san angel cafe. above san angel cafe is the muslim brotherhood, maria of mismaloya.and her husband sam. kinta hotels and arab el. this is the mother of maria from mismaloya. she is the assistant of bloomberg, who is the father of julia lewis dryfuss, the billionair father of elaine from sienfrld, and saturday night live she works at michechow vape shop next to torres realty. this is pat clarck of bonnieville and catyletic suncor site and his father joe clark, canadian prime minister who was voted out of office in a vote of non confidence. annibel torrez lives in 515 manitail with benjimen netanyaho prime minister of isreal. they are both telepaticos. changlings. she is elizebeth gueterrez and pat clark from bonnieville alberta. pat clark married my sister michele karen dombrowski bancroft kershenko clark williams. derek williams is aldo daniel enriquez novela of 551 beaconhill drive fort mcmurray, he married my sister sheree lynn dombrowski and became a citizen of canada.his father is juangabrielenriqueznovela@gmail.com retired marina who lives in my sisters house in manzanilo colima. he and his gang, los zettas are thye mexican military who went to fiort mcvmurray and worked for the waterways vegitable gardens rakeing the streets of fort mcmurray before the mexican military burned down fort mcmurray alberta canada. this is and are the facts as i kelly brian dombrowski know them. it was the mexican military, that got off the plane in alberta as reported on alberta news television stations and is was when fort mcmurray was booming and then fort mcmurray alberta burned to the ground. in total. i suggest that the mexican military, in total be chrged with the crime HARISY. the overthrow of the vatican state and the governments of canada united states and mexico. i suggest that the governm,ents of the free world arrest all members of the mexican military and protect them in a place where they can not be harmed. i suggest that all persons involved in this crime be housed in a place in mexico, guarded by mexicans. and i suggest that canada, my county provide the world court and the mexican government with a decloration of war.. i suggest that canada enact the war measures act as canada did in 1914 when my great gandfather kiaser willhelm was assasignated in germany which started world war one and for the jewova witnesses..luz de mundo. the END OF Days began.

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Nadando en Los Arcos de Mismaloya, Puerto Vallarta/Take a swim at the Mi...

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Soar High Zipline Adventure with Dirty Monkey Adventure

Get ready for an adventure that will make your heart race. At Dirty Monkey Adventure, we take you on an exhilarating zipline adventure through the spectacular landscapes of Puerto Vallarta. Start by driving your own all-terrain vehicle and exploring local trails.

First, we'll stop at the Mismaloya Arches viewpoint, perfect for unforgettable photos. Then, you'll soar through the mountains on an exciting 8-line zipline adventure, full of action and adrenaline.

Afterward, relax at a natural waterfall, enjoying local food and drinks, and tasting the finest tequila from the region. Finally, we'll return, exploring the beautiful landscapes of the city's south.

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On Monday, July 29, 2024 starting at 9 am we will celebrate the 3rd Day of LOS ARCOS de Mismaloya at the Municipal Presidency of Puerto Vallarta, we would very much like to have your kind presence, thank you very much

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Fun Things to Do in Mismaloya | Travel Guide (2023) | Best Places to Visit

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Playón de Mismaloya

La magia de este sitio se encuentra en su diversidad biológica: gran número de especies endémicas de flora y una alta concentración de aves residentes y migratorias que habitan en los humedales costeros.

Es refugio de anidación de la tortuga marina y escenario de investigación de aves, reptiles y anfibios. Si eres amante de la naturaleza estarás en el lugar ideal, aquí podrás hacer esquí acuático y esnórquel, dar paseos en caballo, cuatrimoto o yate.

Muy cerca está el Parque Nacional Marino Los Arcos, si decides sumergirte encontrarás diversidad de flora y fauna.

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Playa Los Muertos 1968 vs 2018

Mismaloya 😍 Puerto Vallarta

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Yoga retreats Mexico

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Boca de Tomatlán

South of Puerto Vallarta around 30 miles sits the town of Boca de Tomatlan, it is referred to local people as "Boca," and that signifies "mouth" in Spanish. Boca de Tomatlan is a minuscule Indian fishing town that has huge history. While heading to Prize by the Ocean Resort (Unlikely treasure resort, Cabo Corrientes) his is a brilliant visit to appreciate. It has a delightful ocean side with a few brilliant fish eateries right on the ocean front. Boca de Tomatlan has its own wharf to make it simple for visitors to get on and off the boat. This is the last water taxi spot for those going toward the south since it is not difficult to go via vehicle or transport and the last southern stop is available via land (Uber or Transport). There is a persistent progression of water taxis here over the course of the morning and evening as they take sightseers and neighborhood laborers toward the southern objections, for example, Quimixto, Las Animas, Yelapa and obviously the Unlikely treasure resorts, Mexico in the town of Chimo. The southern waterfront street closes here making it is the last beach front local area you can reach by vehicle as the roadway heads up into the Sierra Madre mountains.

Mayto

38 kilometers (23 miles) not too far off from El Tuito, this wonderful ocean side is a few miles in length, embraced on one or the flip side by a rough point.

Mayto is one of the keep going untainted sea shores on the Pacific Shoreline of Mexico and driving south from Puerto Vallarta to the town of El Tuito and afterward to the Mayto Ocean side region is a reviving method for arriving at this objective. With wonderful dusks on a perpetual ocean side, this is a heaven ready to be found.

The sand is perfect and slants down to meet the unpleasant to semi harsh surf. Mayto Ocean side is an extraordinary put for a long stroll near the ocean or fishing from shore. Early morning is an incredible chance to walk the ocean side and see what the tide might have cleaned up

!n pre-fall and fall there's a turtle camp where volunteers safeguard the eggs of the dark and olive Ridley turtles that home there.

El Tuito

In the event that you go on past Mismaloya and the renowned greenhouses while heading to Prize by the Ocean Resort there is so significantly more to be seen, the magnificence of Mexico is something beyond the sea shores and your excursion to Love by the Ocean Resort Ocean front Hotel in Chimo will carry you to and through the delightful piles of El Tuito.

An alternate universe of mountain life is simply toward the north past the straight and wrapped up the Sierra Madre Mountains where the delightful farms of Mexico are settled into the woods which makes hard to accept that it is just 45 minutes South of Puerto Vallarta and you will track down the curious ordinary Mexican town of El Tuito.

Visit for more information:- https://treasurebythesearesort.com/explore-chimo/

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#TBT Río Mismaloya, Puerto Vallarta, Jalisco, Estados Unidos Mexicanos 🇲🇽 Abril del 2011…! (en Mismaloya!!!!) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cqazn01rEVDGv2igOoty8VicWWaH5SkjK9aQ2g0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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haven’t posted in a while, here are two pics i took in mismaloya this weekend

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Mismaloya, https://pvmx.net/3iamQEa

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Two Fridays more to go.

Puerto Vallarta children are sending their works to commemorate second anniversary of DIA DE LOS ARCOS DE MISMALOYA.

Our future is in their hands.

Education is all.

We’ll love if you all joining us at City Hall building patio on this Friday July 28th 2023 from 9 am.

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#diadelosarcos #diadelosarcosdemismaloya #savetheocean #savetheplanet #doyourpart #protectlosarcos @Guardianesdelabahía

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Playas

Una hermosa playa con un tono turquesa maravilloso, simplemente una maravilla para poder relajarse