Friday, February 17, 2006

This is the most amazing place I've ever been. Little Corn Island is so beautiful it's unbelievable, and our room is perfect. I felt a bit of tension having to go down to breakfast yesterday morning, the morning after we stowed away in our room, but it worked out ok.

Michael went to Ensuenos in the early morning and paid Ramon his money. He told Ramon that we liked the room but that he thought a previous occupant must have been careless with food and that's what attracted the bugs. Which is probably true. Ramon said he didn't know about any bugs. And why would he? He sleeps in a house at night, not a hut made of found objects. But it was settled calmly, so that's good.

Derek says the type of spider we saw is "shy." No, I am shy. That is why you'll never come home to find me in your room, climbing into your bed. But whatever. All that is behind us now.

Now we're just spending our time chilling. Sitting on our porch and reading, walking the few feet to the beach, taking naps in our gorgeous room. Derek built these huts himself, and they are great. Even the cheaper sand-floored huts are nice, though we're not trying the sand-floor experiment again soon.

This morning the Canadians marched by again, along the beach. They didn't see us sitting on our porch though they stopped to take a photo of one of the other huts before marching on. Seriously, these two people are always on the move.

We didn't go to town at all today. We didn't even swim in the ocean. We spent the entire day just chilling around our hut in a state of deep, blissful laziness. We didn't want to get up for anything. At one point, while we were lying on the bed reading, Michael muttered, "I hafta pee," and I muttered back, "sucks," and we laughed and laughed.

In the afternoon, a couple we met on Big Corn came by on their way to Farm Peace and Love, which allegedly has horses. They hung around talking for a while (she's like me, naming and feeding all the stray cats) and then some people they knew passed by and then someone asked to see our room. So they all came up the stairs and leaned in the door and oohed and ahhed over our glossy wooden room. It really is an amazing room. By far the best we've stayed at during our trip. I'm so happy we took it. It's expensive, but well worth it.

Last night, wanting to avoid the nightmare of walking back from town in the dark, we collected some supplies in town and had a picnic on our porch - tuna and crackers, etc. Tonight we signed up for dinner at Derek's. Anna's cooking was outstanding. She made an amazing salad and something called honey chicken and some bowtie pasta with a garlic and oil sauce that was just great. I have not had pasta since last December in Charlotte, for the reason that pasta in Latin America is gross and mushy. But this was al dente and perfect. This is, like, the perfect vacation.

 

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A dog sleeps on our porch all night and much of the day.

The beach.

Shower facilities at Derek's... the nicest bucket shower ever.