La Isla Bonita

Last night I dreamt of San Pedro
Just like I’d never gone, I knew the song
A young girl with eyes like the desert
It all seems like yesterday, not far away

Tropical the island breeze
All of nature wild and free
This is where I long to be
La isla bonita
And when the samba played
The sun would set so high
Ring through my ears and sting my eyes
Your Spanish lullaby

-Madonna

Today we went exploring. We had the golf cart, and decided to make good use of it. At first we went hunting for the Coffee Bean, a little coffee shop that was recommended to us, but the road ended before we found it. We stopped at a little farmer’s market, and went to Ramon’s Village, where paths wound between small units, with dense foliage planted strategically to hide the buildings. We stopped at a Belizean chocolate store in San Pedro, and got some cookies and a chocochino. Then we walked to a souvenir store, where I got a couple of shirts and a gift for a friend.

After that, we went to the Blue Water Grill for the third time. Their food is not too bad, and it was pretty affordable and on the beach. We then drove back, did a bit of exploring to the south of our resort, before heading back and dropping David and Anita off. Sarah and I were not quite done, so we drove to town again, turning around right before the toll bridge. We took a few pictures of some signs we liked, stopped at a couple of local art stores, and went to Marbucks for coffee.

 

 Sarah made an appointment to have her hair braided at our condo, and we spent a rather quiet evening there.

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