I had a slow day in Barra de Navidad. It wasn’t supposed to be slow, but sometimes that’s not in my hands.
Laundry was dropped with a family in town for pickup at 1. It wasn’t ready- no problem. I had the perfect excuse to be alone, without a “to do” list, for a couple of hours.
I found a great display of the town history, painted on a wall. Must have passed at least a dozen times before but never noticed it.
Sustenance came care of the ceviche cart:
Back at the Lavanderia, I made friends with the children of the proprietress while waiting for our load to dry, and taught them how to play a few card games.
Then they commandeered the camera, and we got a few more fun photos.
I ended up back at the boat several hours later than expected. You could call it a snag in the schedule (we were trying to leave that afternoon for Tenacatita), but I loved the detour for a few hours into a slower pace without demands.