It was another perfect beach day, so we headed down to the water after (what had become) our usual breakfast routine. Karyn had to take a work call around 1:30 PM. This fit in perfectly with our schedule of "doing nothing all day".
The area between the building and the beach had been a construction zone at some point. Presumably rebuilding/repairing after hurricane Maria and/or the large earthquakes? Unclear.
At some point, some government entity seems to have put a stop to the project. At least, that's the gist I got from skimming (and comprehending maybe 20% of) the 8' tall sign that was posted next to the building, by the small public parking area.
Because of this, the wall/fence around the yard area is incomplete, which was nice for us because it made it easy to get to/from the beach. The yard also contains this large mound of dirt, which several iguanas have decided to use for their burrow(s). This morning, I finally saw them, and even managed to get a photo as they scurried over the pile.
As on Monday, we spent the entire day lounging on the beach, reading, napping, swimming, snorkeling, walking, snacking, etc.
As the sun marched across the sky, those of us who preferred the shade had to shuffle our beach chairs around a few times. It was all rather relaxing, as we nearly had the entire beach to ourselves.
The weather cooperated completely, again. We really were very fortunate these last few days, with regards to the weather. The forecast was essentially the same every day: high of 80 to 82F ("feels like 89"), chance of showers in the afternoon. At times, we could clearly see it raining in the distance, to the north and to the south. And yet, we always managed to dodge the storms.
Some time around... 4? maybe 5? we retreated to the condo to rinse off sand and sunscreen, and sneak in a cocktail as the sun set to the west.
For tonight's dinner, we hit up another touristy spot, just past the downtown area (such as it is), sort of at the marina: Shipwreck Bar & Grill.
Not wanting to have any more leftovers, we shared a few entrees and appetizers. The mofongo was served in a pilon, which is sort of a wooden mortar and pestle. Opinions were split on the food, but we all agreed that it was "fine". The drinks were just average, though. I probably wouldn't go back, if I ever happen to be in the area again.
Our sample size was small, but it seemed that the food options near the downtown area and to the north were aimed more at tourists, while the venues south of downtown were better, perhaps more authentic, and certainly cheaper. Or, to put it another way, the tourist restaurants had menus in English, whereas some of the other nights we had to practice our Spanish.
We left the Shipwreck around 9, which left us just enough time to stop at the Rimicon Bakery en route to the condo, where we stretched the boundaries of "reasonable amount of dessert for five people", but didn't get too carried away (this time).
Tomorrow, we depart for Pennsylvania.
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