Short Beach Day
Not much going on with us today. Angel did manage to get me to go to the beach, even though I was still in rough shape. We went and dipped our toes in the sand (80º water, fuck yeah) and got our bearings together. There are 4 beach bars/restaurants on Marsella and we chose the closest I could manage to make it to without puking called El Islote (Facebook · Instagram).
Angel had a local lager called Toña that she seemed to enjoy. Me being the bitch I was that day decided on a Piña Colada which was excellent, until it ended up in the bar bathroom. Angel then has fried Tostoñes topped with a local queso, pico, and pintos. To take home, I ordered a freshly caught fish files with a garlic sauce on top that was amazing and when I did finally eat it, I kept it down. Angel took home a pechuga de pollo a la plancha (grilled Ck breast) with a rum cream sauce that she really enjoyed and is reheating the last of it as I write. Both dishes came with the standard white rice, salad, and tostoñes. No pics as they were in to-go boxes, sorry folks. After that we were back to the pad to rest (me) and get my act together for the next few days. And, my body finally felt normal around 4am day 3. I am such an ass hat sometimes and really cannot handle the booze so much (Caveat: No MJ to be messed with here as the Sandinistas still run the roost and I am not staying in a jail cell just to extend my Nica trip!
Day 3
Day 4
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