Pastel sunrise.

My last sunrise from the malecon.

I went home to finished getting organized for my move.

But taking advantage of still being in Centro, I walked to Hortencias to pick up dresses.

When Karen and I met up, she was hungry for lunch and the very first place we came to was Au Naturel where she loved the tacos.

With some sustenance, we dragged my suitcase across Centro to Karen’s hotel where she grabbed her suitcase and we hailed a cab to take us mid island for the rest of our stay.

We paid our lovely cab cab driver a double fare to carry our suitcases up the stairs to our apartment.

You can see why this room was so attractive. This corner (with the windows thrown open) became my writing spot. But we didn’t linger as we need provisions for our fridge and larder, so we went exploring.

Luckily we found a little tienda that had everything we required. I also wanted to purchase a couple of Isla Brewing Beers for Doug’s arrival. When we stopped there and I ordered them, they arrived in a coffee cup with a lid on them. I wanted them in a can and they indignantly indicated that they had been serving them in that manner for the past few months. Even though I try to stay up to date on the food and beverage happenings on Isla, I did not know that there were no longer off sale of Isla Brewing products. They begrudgingly refunded my money.

Later that day I was walking to the ferry, when a couple of kind travelers offered me a ride in the golf cart. Why don’t tourists do this more often, I wondered? I was on time to meet my beloved husband, as I offered him a welcome “Sol”.

Rudy who D knew when they worked together in Canada, was leaving the next morning and so D and I joined Lorraine, Kelly, Donna, Carol and Rudy for supper La Lomitas. D and I shared chiles relleno and papas frites and we took home a supper for Karen. I can’t believe I forgot to take a food picture! I guess I was too distracted by my handsome husband. We grabbed a cab with D’s luggage and ended the evening with wine on the deck, under the stars.

Kath’s quote: “The pain of parting is nothing to the joy of meeting again.” —Charles Dickens

Love never fails.

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