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... told the story of how the Chief fell in love with an Indian girl and named the mountains after her bosom. Titty mountains!!!
We then went to an aquarium where we saw seahorses and trumpet fish and the dangerous lion fish that is apparently a dangerous poisonous fish, an interloper to these waters. There was also a ‘Nurse Shark’ and some turtles but I felt the pools they were kept in were really too small for ...
know if it keeps underemployed sailmakers in business or they just recycle them
from decommissioned boats?!
Pleasant beach but nothing to write a blog about!
While waiting for a taxi back, got a lift from Almando, a
friendly parejo salesman and parttime guide, to Playa la Galera, a lovely
protected crescent of sand really good for swimming as no waves. Nabbed another
palm tree ...
... for quality beer in quality bottles i.e. there is a
deposit of 2 per bottle to pay but you get it back when you return them. I know,
it’d the difference between 50 cents and 25 cents a bottle but it all adds up
in the long run and I hope to be in for the long run if I’m economical!!
Went up to Fortin la Galera for the sunset and good views
across this bay and the next with all the other tourists in ...
it was pretty good and authentic with real mozzarella, zinged up with some
fresh pepper and chilli oil – “I’m in heaven, ….”!
Enjoyed the rooftop terrace back at the ranch until bedtime
- I had the only upstairs room, which was off that terrace and next to the
communal cooking/eating area. I had been concerned it might be noisy but had it
to myself. The lovely breeze continued all night so mossies were blown into
... the late (after dark) arrival time and the fact I had no local currency had pre-booked the accommodation & taxi from airport. It soon became apparent, given current exchange rates, what a rip off the $10 taxi ride had been, but in the end it was a good job I had played it safe.
Despite knowing my arrival time and his insisting that, as he lived on premises, he was always there, he had gone to the bar and got totally rat *****. ...