We hopped on the bus for our usual ride to La Manzanilla. Today we were packed like gringo sausages. We found out that there was a big boccie ball tournament on the beach so everyone was going. John and Beth were stuffed in the back of the transit, but we didn't notice that until I got stuffed further back in the package.
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| Looking up the beach toward Pedro's. |
Off the bus and on to Pedro's, the rush of travel behind us. We got a great table and avoided the grumpy old folks next to us.Things were fine when we got our drinks and snacks.
During the day I took a long walk up the beach all the way to the abandoned hotel. I had not walked this stretch for a few years and noticed quite a few changes. (
Visit Post Here) The place is growing!
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You can see the hotel in the distance.
No one walking the beach! |
Once we were finished it was back on the bus for a crowded ride home. Another day on the beach under our belts.
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The hotel in all its glory!
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| Notice the reflection? |
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| "I don't like this!" |
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