Most of my travel-writing friends studiously avoid calling a town “picturesque” because the term has become an over-used cliché, but it aptly describes Cosalá, a historic mining town in the Sierra Madre range northeast of Mazatlan. Founded in 1562, it’s a city of cobblestone streets, colonial style buildings and very friendly people.
What it doesn’t have is junky souvenir stands, rowdy bars and timeshare salesmen. In fact, visitors are hard-pressed to find an authentic local momento, and if you want something alcoholic to drink you’ll have to find your way to the local beer distributor. Some people would say that Cosalá isn’t ready for tourism, but I’m kind of thinking that if you’re the adventurous type and want to see something of the “real” Mexico, get there before it’s discovered.