We went on a road trip yesterday up to the far eastern end of the island. For such a small place, travel times are significant. It took us about an hour and 20 minutes, and twenty of those were for the last few kilometres of gravel (rock and dirt). It was a good day to get out of town, therre were 10,500 cruise shippers on the island yesterday and we only saw two of them. Camp Bay was a very deserted two mile long strip of beach that could have so much potential if it was cleaned up. The reef is about a half mile from shore so we didn't get any snorkelling in. Had a nice lunch in a rustic little restaurant out over the water. We then went part way back along that nice road to a classy resort where the ladies had another good stiff drink and then we were heading back to the west end. Brian driving three half pinned ladies through the middle of Roatan..........Stopped in French Harbour at the shrimp processing plant and picked up ten pounds of shrimp. BBQ'd a batch of them last night and they were delicious. A few blocks further down the road we stopped at the bulk beer depot and picked up a couple of crates of beer for about $1 per bottle. It will be an even better deal next time when we return the empties and the crates. One last stop was at a restaurant called Tranquil Seas. We had planned on dinner there for their Tuesday tapas night but when we drove in the owner said that they'd been away for awhile and that they were cleaning the place up this week before they re-opened. We asked to look around and found that we'd discovered quite a little gem of a place. Gorgeous, lush gardens with all kinds of little nooks. She took our email address and said that she'd let us know when they were back up and running.
Although we are normally pretty early risers, we were awoken this morning to the sound of a motor ouside the house. Eileen and I looked out our window to see a police motorcycle. I thought that our security guy went right out to meet them but Dylaina says that they walked right up onto the deck before our security guy caught up to them. We're not sure what they were doing here (probably looking for those two girls with the immigration problems....) Anyway, they were sent on their way. The two guys that watch out for us don't speak English, so I'm going to have to bring in an interpreter to find out what was going on. Maybe they heard Glen was coming and wanted to get a look at the layout before they had to take him down....
Today I went out on a morning dive while the ladies walked up to the butterfly farm. Betty was suffering a bit from some bug bites and wasn't quite up for a dive. Nothing spectacular on the dicve. We've booked ourselves onto the afternoon dive tomorrow, so the girls are finally going to get wet. Went to a restaurant called Blue Bahia in Sandy Bay tonight. These guys joke about their portion sizes and I can see why. Eileen and I shared an entree and still couldn't finish it. The owner is big on smoking meat, so the menu was pretty incredible. I think we're going to try and get back there for a lunch some day.
The Sirena restaurant in Camp Bay |
Deserted beach at Camp Bay |
I told myself I would only blog one sunset, but this was last night from the deck. |
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