I never get up early enough to take a sunrise picture so this will have to do.
I head off to breakfast. They have a tortilla station now and I get a beef tortilla. It is delicious. The chillaquilles have some competition.
The sauce I put on it was super spicy, and it looked so innocent.
I followed the script and after breakfast, I went to the beach.
I fed my soul and enjoyed the beautiful weather.
I had a Mimosa. Now that’s a Mimosa!
I was also mindful to keep hydrated.
How gorgeous is that water?
I am terrible about taking pictures when I am by myself.
This was all I took for today.
I went to lunch and I may or may not have lunched with the Browns and their crew.
I do remember that whoever I had lunch with, they no longer had my lunch wine, the Masia Ribot white. I tried another wine and it was not to my liking. I asked for another one and they brought two different bottles for me to try. Neither one had been opened yet.
Ok, now I am feeling like I am high maintenance.
I can’t possibly make them open two different bottles so I say the first bottle they open is fine.
Except it’s not. I try to drink it, but I just can’t.
Wilmer, one of the managers, walks by and I wave him down and apologize and say this wine is terrible. He brings me another one to try. It too is being opened just for me. I try it and I say it is fine.
It is really just ok, but I just can’t possibly have them open another one.
After lunch, I go to the beach again.
For dinner I go alone to Venecia, the Italian restaurant. I honestly cannot remember anything about it.
I know there was bar time afterwards, with the Browns and their crew.
I know, I know. My trip reports suck when I don’t keep notes.
I really thought I had notes, but I can’t find them.
I did forget something important from last night.
Gustavo came to say hello to me. He was the bartender in the music bar and making fancy cocktails in there. I planned to go in while I was here, but I never did. I thought I’d be able to go when I was here in June with Zung.
Don’t ever put things off.
Gustavo died shortly after this trip. He was a good man and he is missed by many.
Well, this is a very sad way to end today’s report. But this man deserves a moment of sadness.