Another great nights sleep. 10+ hours. Eat your hearts out, suckers. Or don’t. This place is conducive to rest and relaxation, I guess.
I managed to get a warm shower today. What I need is someone to get in and run the water till it gets warm, 5 mins, so I can have a warm shower. Guess I am out of luck.
Down to breakfast and they are out of coffee. I did ring the service bell but it does not seem to do anything. I found the manager and she seemed hard pressed to believe they were out of coffee. Nice lady. I offered to go make the coffe if she was busy. She thought that an awful idea. Obviously she does not understand my coffee skills. But it did goose her into action. So everyone can relax, I got my coffee.
It is really quiet today, it’s Sunday. There was no one at breakfast when I got there. But “the gal from Chicago” showed up and we had a nice conversation for about an hour. I have forgotten her name, the previous sentence. She is originally from Venezuela, went to beauty school there, ended up in the mortgage business in Chicago. Takes a lot of trips to the Caribbean, her best friend is from Curaçao but now lives in Aruba. We discussed where I’m from in California and I helped to explain the geography to her. North va South, what our beaches are like, Sierras etc. Small hotels where you are pushed together at meals kinda get the conversation started.
After this, my sister wanted to go out to breakfast. She did not eat at the hotel. So I went out for breakfast #2. 
The place we ate at, La Divina, we had been too last time we were here. They have remodeled and expanded. It’s nicer but the cozy charm is not there. It was and is a small grocery that makes meals as well. Sit down area, very nice, with waiters. But attached to a grocer. I had a fried jack filled with beans and eggs. A jack is a plate size, oil fried, so it’s puffy, tortilla. Sound good? It’s great. I could not eat it all, this is breakfast 2.
I had a sudden and urgent need to leave the restaurant and head back to the hotel. So I left sissy and got moving. I made it back quickly, it’s only two blocks away. And you will be glad to know I am fine. Everything came out ok in the end.
I am not sitting around today. Everyone else, who did not go diving, is just sitting around. So, time for management decision, I am going to town to walk around or hang out or whatever. I need to move a little. What happened? Everyone else is now going with me.
Doriene, Steve, Jodie and I headed into the town of San Pedro and I parked. We are going to walk all over. Steve came up with a nice competitive game. Find something, no more than 5$ BZ, that is a souvenir and completely without any use whatsoever. So the hunt is on. Steve found a plastic seashell with a candle in it for three $. So far its in the lead. Even though souvenirs are junk, they often have a use. So if it’s functional, it loses. We will see. 
That’s what the center of town looks like. Very Caribbean.
I found a 5$ wooden worm. No function at all. And ugly. I would call it over priced, no function, souvenir. 
What do you think? Worthless? I hope so.
I do like wandering through San Pedro. Of course, I like long walks and hiking. I have a very hard time surrounded by around a pool with nothing to do but sit and bullshit and drink cocktails. That has its place, but not really for me. I will be heading down to the pool in a moment to make cocktails. That works. Keeps me busy and off the streets. It’s four o’clock now, the cocktail hour has arrived. Of course, on vacay, it’s always happy hour. Or so I hear. I don’t drink.
We are in the early evening hours here. Nice part of the day. The temp drops and the sea breeze kicks up. THe heat goes away. Beautiful. 
I bet the people on that sail boat are doing fine. I think I would be. A visitor – 
Its a blue egret.
So I spent a little internet time and found a truly excellent place for dinner. Best so far this trip and really cheap. Which is also great. We drove all the way through town out to the other side of the caye. We still got lost. A delivery guy from a pizza place, on a bike, took pity on us and led us and our carts to the restaurant.
Mostly a seafood place. Very small. The owner waited on us so was very available to help with choices of whatbto order. Nice guy, lots to say. And excellent service. And man was it inexpensive. He said if we come back he will give a discount. Ok with me.
After dinner we went for ice cream. All these ice cream stores make their own ice cream. And it’s excellent everywhere. I had a cup of Horchata ice cream. Die and go to heaven good. I chose wisely. I do love ice cream. This stuff is as good as Giffords in Maine. Which is the highest praise I can give to ice cream.
We are back at the hotel. Doing the usual, sitting around the pool and yakking. And smoking, not weed, and drinking. An end to a vacay day. Hard work going on here.