May 5th. A lazy day begins with a late breakfast. The island has a few sandy streets with the main one following the coast line. We wander about in the morning and head for the beach in the afternoon where we stay until about 5pm. For lunch we buy a tomale from a guy riding a tricycle calling out that he has food for sale. Lyn is in heaven here. There are 6 different fanta flavours and the local store has multiple shelves devoted to rum. This island feels like the west indies. The people, the english language and the accents are all WI. I close my eyes and I can hear Michael Holding speaking. This is very different to Mexico.
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