Sunday

Sunday was quiet, with most businesses shuttered.  After breakfast and the grocery store visit, we just hung around for the afternoon.  As dark fell, quickly as it does in the tropics, we took off for a sightseeing drive and dinner.  Turning randomly up a hillside, we ended up in a residential area called Guana Bay.  The houses were arrayed up the hills overlooking a lovely bay.  Most of the houses featured a tall wall, which provided some privacy at street level, but not that much because the steepness of the terrain provided sightline over the walls, so we concluded the walls were for security.  As we left Guana Bay, we stopped to enjoy the view down toward town.

Then we entered the heavy traffic headed toward the airport to have dinner at Turtle Pier.  

Our table was at the end of the pier with the water two feet away and a light breeze kept us cool, but never cold.  After a round of tropical drinks, we enjoyed a delicious meal.  Mike and I shared my red snapper in a coconut sauce and her ginger beef.  The six of us sat and swapped stories and laughed for hours before undertaking the slightly harrowing drive back over the hill to the resort.  

Today we are going out for shopping lunch locally.