Manzanillo Beach Hotel
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... the food, even in this remote area. A couple of local home owners spray the roads with a garden hose each evening to temporarily control the dust storms caused by passing traffic, and of course I slid in that mud. Welcome to Howlerville. The sun sets here around 5:45 every evening, and by 6:15 it is completely dark. The 20-minute walk back to the house, on the narrow brown gravel/dirt road is lighted only so far, and then it turns into total blackness. As we stepped into the dark ...
... for and the waterfall was certainly an adventure we were glad we stayed an extra day for.
HappE: Is the barefoot guy standing in the water reading a magazine?
Krystal: Hell yes he is, probably the medicine man!
(Krystal continues to take photos of pretty things)
HappE: Hmm Krystal.
HappE: I think the medicine man ...
... bus area. As the sun rose I tapped Laura and pointed to the black vocanic rocks in the surf : there stood the King , his back to the sea, neck fully extended and head thrown back, crowing his growl at all who DARED to stir in his kingdom of Montezuma.
I was going to take the camera our to try and capture the spectacle but he flew toward the quebrada or rocky creekside foreast that the bus area is built in.
We watched his progress ...
... a nice place to be in the early morning. The walk is uphill for parts of the walk which makes it nice coming back because it is downhill pretty much until you get to the stairs back up to our room.
We have made this a great early morning walk after a cup of coffee. We take snacks with us and then have a "brunch" when we return. It works out well for me because the kitchen is empty and not yet as hot as it could ...
... The felt work animals were lovely but we are not getting that opportunity just to make a felt bead bracelet or a flat shape. So I am not doing it. I will take my knitting instead! It's Burns night Friday night so we will have the presentation of the Haggis, the bagpipes and some unintelligible poem by Robbie Burns. Good job I like Haggis! Spent the day visiting a ...