San Blas

Thursday, March 5th San Blas was nice, but I think we were all glad to get out. The drive took a lot longer than expected, and longer than it should have - we missed the turn. The turn couldn't have been well marked for four people to miss. Tired and hungry, we pulled into a parking lot behind some restaurants at the beach. There were a number of restaurants, four or five probably, that all blended in together, so it was difficult to tell when one restaurant stopped and the next one started.

We ate at the second restaurant because the boys said the beer was cheaper. Yes, the beer was cheaper, but everything else was too... cheaper quality that is. Two of us ordered 7-Up, but we didn't get 7-Up. I don't know what it was, but it came in a 7-Up bottle. Note to self: remember that once a glass bottle is empty, it can be filled up with whatever the restaurant wants, which in this case, I couldn't even venture a guess. A cheap Mexican lemon-lime soda maybe? Although this stuff had a distinct metallic taste. Anyways, I'll move on from the soda. My meal was probably the safest of the four - the others ordered a meat dish. Jenny's fish was good, but looking at it creeped her out, Lem's steak tasted like Jenny's fish, and... Greg was happy with his beer.

As soon as possible, we left the restaurant and spent the rest of the evening relaxing at the hotel.