This morning I woke to a strange licking sound. I sat up in bed and saw a tail sticking up and something walking away on our deck. I thought it must be a cat.
We had chosen to sleep with the sliding doors wide open for the fresh air and sound of the ocean.
As I approached the sliding doors, I realized this was no cat…It was a wild animal I did not recognize. So I snapped a couple photos, slowly closed the sliding doors, and consulted my Facebook friends to find out what the heck it was.
I mostly wanted to know if it was safe to go back out there so I could sit and watch the sunrise again.
We asked some of the staff too and got varying answers, but basically, it was likely a coatl or some sort of other raccoon like animal. They are supposedly not dangerous (rabies notwithstanding, I imagine).
After this excitement, we had breakfast early (room service again) in an attempt to make it to the 7:30 yoga on the beach. Well, that didn’t happen.
So we hit the gym, which has a small studio and I led my fellow travelling companions in a yoga session using the Yoga Studio app which I love, btw. It costs something like $2.99 but then you can download and customize all different types, levels, and durations of yoga workouts and use them offline anywhere.
It’s the closest thing you will get to having a yoga instructor with you wherever you go. I would love to have a pilates version.
After yoga, I spent the day luxuriating on the beach. I started reading Station Eleven by Emily St. John Mandel. Funnily enough, we started chatting with a couple from St. Louis and I realized the woman was reading the same book. That’s gotta be a good sign right? Keep your eyes peeled for a book review sometime soon.
While on the beach, a woman and her daughter walked by selling their wares. My friend Emily bought a stuffed rooster for her kids, which promptly became our vacation mascot of sorts. She paid the $20 they asked for it rather than bartering for lack of smaller bills. Generally, they expect to barter, so don’t settle for the first number they throw out at you.
Later in the afternoon we had fun just taking funny photos and videos in our plunge pool and then explored the southern end of the beach, which was wild and beautiful.
Next, we headed to dinner at Lucca, the resorts Italian restaurant. The music was a mix of cheesy and fun, with live music playing Italian classics like from the Godfather…felt like a game of name-that-tune. They did pull it off pretty nicely.
I ordered the pasta fagiole which was creamy and soft, not grainy like beans can be. That was a pleasant surprise. I also ordered the gnocchi, which was tasty, but a bit too soft.
All in all, it was yet another enjoyable meal, with more thoughtful and passionate servers. However they train their staff, they are doing something very right!
Back in our room, I enjoyed the jacuzzi tub and the complimentary bath bomb that was provided. The perfect end to a fun, relaxing day.
Next up, excursion day! Join us in Part 5.
To see previous posts on this trip, check out Parts 1, 2, 3.
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