We had nothing scheduled for this day. We headed down to the beach town for souvenir shopping.
We stopped for lunch at a surfer cafe.
We sucked up prime table space as we watched people for several hours. We ordered things to make ourselves valuable space-taker-uppers. So there's that.
The surfers have an interesting political hierarchy. I was fascinated.
We found ourselves in the pool again. Shocking, I know.
We rode this little elevator up the cliff to our room. Steep!
This is the view from our hotel room. It was hard to leave the view.
That evening, we took a recommendation from our new surfer friends and headed to a restaurant nearby. It was Delicious. Again no pictures, due to our don't look like a ridiculous tourist - rules.
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