Rough morning. Andy jumped out of bed at about 8am and went down to the pool. I stayed in bed. Wasn't ready to move. Around 10 am, I finally felt like I could handle getting out of bed, and slowly got myself into a bathing suit to go down to the pool to meet Andy. In the two hours I was missing, Andy had no one to put sunscreen on his back, and managed to fall asleep in the sun. Hello, sunburn. The two of us sat in the pool for a while, just taking it easy in the water since it was so hot outside.
For lunch, we took a walk down the beach to visit the Phoenix's sister restaurant, Blue Ginger. Nothing fancy - burgers and chicken fingers and fries, with coke light. While we were eating, the cutest little kids came by and started playing the bongo drums. We gave them money. We walked back to the Phoenix, stopping to get homemade banana and coconut ice cream from Manelli's on the way. It was a pretty laid back afternoon from there.
We went to the front desk for dinner suggestions, since we had been exploring all sorts of places around San Pedro and had yet to have a bad meal. Our dear friend Efrain told us about a place called the Hidden Treasure, which was an open air resturant that this family started in their back yard, but the food was amazing. What the hell, we're good sports! He called a taxi for us, who drove us to The Hidden Treasure. We went there half expecting to sit under a tarp and eat on mismached flatware. What we got was a beautiful wooden restaurant with lanterns on every table and a palm roof that was lovely and elegant. And once again, wonderful food. Andy got the coconut shrimp for an appetizer and then a large T-bone steak for dinner, with rice and beans. I started with a caesar salad, and then put on my brave face and ordered a fish entree! (This is a big deal for me). The almond crusted grouper was absolutely delicious, and the garlic russet potatoes were the perfect match for the sweet fish. Wonderful.
After dinner, we took a cab back to toward the Phoenix, and decided to get out and have a drink at Fido's before turning in for the night. I ordered a dirty banana, and Andy had a pina colada as we watched some of the world's most tone-deaf individuals sing karaoke. (Literally, not a single half-way decent person. None of them could sing... or hit notes that didn't make my ears bleed). When it got to be more than we could take, we headed back to the hotel and watched Hot Tub Time Machine until we were ready for bed. We like to keep things classy.
No comments:
Post a Comment