We decided to walk to the close restaurant last night for dinner. Its pretty pricy, and their drink selection leaves a little to be desired.
To be fair, I think part of the problem is us. We pick up things; drinks, dishes, customs, and try to reproduce them in other places. A lesser Antilles style rum punch, ala Bequia or Grenada for that matter, Honduras just can’t. Its foreign. And its also not fair that I spent our pandemic isolation learning how to make an awesome version at home. (If you are in our hood, please ask us. It would bring us great joy to share, and you’ll be on your ass)
Anyway, we spent Thanksgiving at Coral View. Nathan had the octopus and I had the sea scallops in pasta. Mine was delicioso, I think Nathan liked his, but the portion was small.
Hmm. We message back that we are not home. Do we need to change plans? How urgent is this 7 pm deadline? It was decided that we could send the figures after dinner. So when we got home, Nathan sent him 1.98. Not sure the units, but I can safely say we were gonna run out of AC juice before morning.
Angel messaged back that he was going to buy more electricity online and send us the instructions on how to ‘feed the meter’. What?!
Well, this is a fun new adventure. It was by now past 8 pm, and we were both pretty tired. We waited and waited for more instructions. Family texts kept coming in, seeing as how it was Thanksgiving and all. A hair before 9 pm the instructions came in, and we loaded the 20 digit code into the meter and we were good. Dodged a bullet there!
We arranged to dive this morning with the dive shop. Dewey had a student, Ethan from Wisconsin, so we were going out with Miriam. Miriam is French from somewhere near Bordeaux, so we regaled her with TwoDinks travel stories.
Canalicane, boat, car stolen, used in crimes, you know the drill.
So, we are on the deck over the water, and Nathan gets a whatsapp message from our caretaker Angel (Spanish pronunciation). He wants us to tell him the electric meter reading from the bathroom before 7 pm.
She’s on an extended backpacking holiday/adventure and settled in Utila in February. Anyway, she took us to two dive sites where we started off seeing two southern stingrays right off the bat. We also saw little blue shrimp, lobsters, angelfish, parrotfish, brittle stars, crinoids, and a barracuda.
The turn around point on dive one was a coral canyon, with sand on the bottom, and rather tight walls of coral on each side, but open overhead.
The second dive site had a through-and-through cave – in one side and out the other – but we got close to it, and I was like no thank you!, and we all turned back around, inverse democracy style.
One dry land again, we cleaned out the boat and starred walking home. We stopped by the bakery for more baguettes and a brownie, and then also picked up some crisps (sour cream and onion chips, for you yankees) and 3 cans of beer.
At home, we made our sandwiches and devoured the brownie. I got into the water while Nathan raked our sand for a bit. Its been dry for more than 24 hours and the sun’s a blazing and the breezes are cooling, so into the water to snorkel we went.
Tomorrow, the forecast is similar, so snorkeling at home seems like the thing to do.
