Beach! And someone who believes the vertical axis helps deter bicycle thieves!
I pivoted in the spot where I took that photo 180 degrees to show you that we are staying here:
We got seats at a table outdoors (80 degrees with a great breeze) and were soon reinvigorated by sandwiches such as this:
2 ferry rides +
2 flights +
36 hours of no sleep +
a very windy walk from Old Town
= Awesome Hair.
The purple streaks under my chin are an especially nice touch, no?
We showered, the boys napped, and we managed to reinvigorate ourselves enough to come up with a plan for dinner.
A plan that had many obstacles including a massive “Electric festival” happening that clogged up the streets with traffic and occupied the taxis (and, from what we gathered from our chat with the doorman, is basically justa giant rave), a couple of sudden downpours, and, once we found a cab, the first restaurant we aimed for had an 1 hour + wait.
Happily we were coherent enough to have Jason run into the restaurant to check the status while Justin and I held ourselves hostage in the taxi to keep it from abandoning us. When he reappeared unsuccessful, the driver recommended Coronado, a neighborhood with a lot of restaurants. She dropped us off there and with a quick check of Yelp, we found this place:
They could seat us at the communal table with only a few minutes’ wait, and the food was quite tasty. It was tapas-style, so with the assistance of our waitress, we picked out five dishes to share:
|Swiss Cheese Croquettes with Honey Mustard Dipping Sauce|
|Pork Adobe Mini Arapas|
|Gnocchi with Brussels Sprouts and House-Made Bacon|
|Seared Scallops with Corn and “Black Venus Grits”|
We found another cab in front of a nearby hotel and headed back to our place just as the rains came down again. Good job us! Now, having successfully fed ourselves and kept ourselves awake until a reasonable bedtime, we get to sleep! Yay!