Early to rise, but loll about as we enjoy coffee and pan(bread) on our terrace. We selected a number of wonderful breads at the mercado yesterday and have laid in some of the local coffee.

About 11 am, we get a cab to Zicatela Beach, hoping to see some surfing, which we do. But we are sad that there are no big pipelines today, for which Zicatela is famous.

A Real Zicatela Pipeline with Surfer - We Didn't Get to See Any of These

Common Sights on Zicatela Beach

Uncommon Sights -- Mitch and Sara on Zicatela Beach

Clouds and Sand and Zicatela Beach

Sara and LRH Check Out Zicatela Beach

Umbrellas and Chairs for Rent On the Beach

Pretty Pitiful Parasailing and Surfing Today

Surfers on the Beach Hoping for a Little Action

Livin' La Vida Loca Sara Takes a Picture with her New Camera

Anybody for a Pony Ride?

We tramp about on the beach a bit, and then pick a nice spot for a sit-down. One of the many money-making schemes here is the rental of chairs and umbrellas on the beach. We pay for three chaise loungers under a palapa. It’s $7.50 for the whole day, if we want. We set for a few hours in numb pleasure. Sara walks the beach, but she’s starting to relax. Mitch and I spend at least 20 minutes watching a crab walk to the surf. The people who have sat next to us are amusing us with their particular family dysfunction and if I weren’t starting to get hungry, I would probably still be sitting there.

The Path the Crab Took to the Surf

The Ubiquitous Water Bottles

And the Even More Ubiquitous Dogs There Were Packs of Wild Dogs Everywhere in Puerto

An Abandoned Palapa on Zicatela

The Big FLag Looms Over Playa Marinero

Eventually, we get hungry enough to move and walk up the beach road. It is very, very hot in the sun. I lurch from shade tree to shade tree. We find a likely lunch spot further along the beach. We eat everything in sight. Fresh salt air always makes me ravenous.

Lunch Spot on Zicatela Beach

We take a cab home from the Santa Fe and I loll about reading for the rest of the afternoon as Sara and Mitch head for the beach again. I'm reading that damn Dan Brown Angels and Demons book that I can't put down and I don't even like.

When they return, and have cleaned up, we head for the Adoquin, where we make our reservation for some nature tours later in the week and then we enjoy a great dinner at Las Crostas. I have an enormous grilled tuna for $6.50. After that and a couple of margaritas, I’m ready for bed.

Stairs on the Beach, Across from the Santa Fe Hotel

Winged Victory at Playa Marinero

Playa Marinero (Beach Next to Zicatela)