“What do you do all day sitting out there on the boat?” This was what one of the Villa Del Palmar resort guests asked the other day while we were all sitting around the palapa bar (El Santuario) having a couple of cold ones and basking in the sunshine. This is also the number one most common question asked by non-cruisers, after we get the pirate and storm questions out of the way.
So, what do we do all day? By the dearth of blog entries since we arrived at Ensenada Blanca, we must be really busy, huh? Here’s what things have looked like so far:
Day 1: Arrived at Ensenada Blanca at about 10:30 AM. Straightened up the boat, put the outboard on the dinghy. Hooked up the wifi antenna and spent the next couple hours getting caught up on e-mails and responding to blog comments. Went ashore in the afternoon. Had a couple beers at the hotel’s outdoor bar where the beers are way too expensive but the scenery is amazing. Renewed our acquaintance with Jorge who is one of the waiters and one of the only people still here since we were here in September. Then we ambled down the beach to El Santuario where we had a couple more cervezas and some chips and salsa. The beers are also too expensive here but what are ya gonna do? This is where we were shooting the breeze with some hotel guests as well as some fellow cruisers from out at anchor. While we were there, one of the hotel guests was drawing on a little sketch pad. Next thing we knew he had a little travel pack of watercolors and was painting. Before we left, he presented us with this picture of Siempre Sábado at anchor with our dink in the foreground.
I believe his name was David but I’m ashamed to say, I’m not sure that’s right. The drawing is now safely stashed in our logbook until we get a chance to frame it and hang it in the cabin. Transporting something like this from the beach to the boat in a dinghy is an iffy proposition. Lulu dropped it into the drink as she was disembarking from the dink but I managed to grab it before the seawater could do it any damage.
Once back at the boat, I worked on dinner while Lulu napped. We had refried bean and chilorio enchiladas and then hunkered in to watch a couple shows before bedtime.
Day 2: After our normal morning rituals: listen to the net, have breakfast, and finally get our butts in gear about 11:00 or so, we grabbed our pack and the shopping list and dinghied in to the little village of Ensenada Blanca. The tienda here is a little different than I described a few days ago. This one looks like a store from the outside and inside looks just like almost any small convenience store in the States. We bought cheese, tortillas, and some carrots. Back at the boat, Lulu worked on her Peruvian bracelets and I set myself a nice little seat up on the bow and read “Interview With A Vampire” for hours. Since we both worked so darn hard all day, we didn’t have enough of an appetite to bother very much with dinner. Lulu fixed herself some soup and I had a chicken salad sandwich and coleslaw. Then a couple shows and off to bed.
Day 3 (yesterday): Lulu again worked on her bracelets and I read some more and made a pot of beans for refritos. In the afternoon we dinghied in to the Hotel as Lulu was jonesing for a “michelada con Clamato, muy picante”. Sounded good to me, too. Not being particularly inspired to cook, we decided to just go ahead and eat over there as well even though it’s a tad on the spendy side. But, what the heck else are we spending money on?
I wonder if people with money know how badly they get ripped off a lot of the time? My first experience was at a cousin’s wedding some years ago. We were sitting in the lobby of an expensive hotel getting reacquainted with my cousins over some Coronas. The bill for one round came and I picked it up. I got a glimpse at it before my cousin snatched it away from me. EIGHT DOLLARS for ONE BEER???? WTF? At that time you could buy a 6-pack of Corona and have enough left for a couple sticks of beef jerky for $8.00. What are these people? Stupid? Yesterday, we had dinner at the Villa del Palmar resort’s palapa bar. Although we knew the pizza was good and not a terrible deal, we decided that, since we’d just had pizza a few days ago, we’d get big salads. Lulu ordered the chef’s salad and I ordered a taco salad with shrimp. I wish I’d had my camera with me so I could show you what I got. Lulu’s chef salad was pretty much as expected except the romaine leaves were all way too big to eat and had to be cut, the cheese was julienned Kraft singles, and the ham was julienned turkey ham lunchmeat. But other than that…
My taco salad was thus: First, find pre-formed tortilla bowls, the smallest ones available. Place a puddle of cold refried beans on a plate and jam the taco bowl down on top of the beans so they make a cute little collar around the bottom of the bowl. Put a spoonful of refried beans in the bottom of the bowl and then stuff a whole bunch of leaves of romaine in, stems down, to create sort of a bowl within a bowl. Sprinkle lightly with a few black beans, add some pieces of julienned Kraft singles and two slices of tomato. Top with 4 beautiful grilled shrimp and serve with Ranch dressing on the side. And charge $179 pesos (almost $14.00 at the current exchange rate) for it. This is a taco salad? This is how rich people eat? To quote Mr. T, “Ah pity the fools!”
But, no hard feelings. We still love the place. We’ll just stick to pizza if we eat here again. And, if you’re going to eat out while anchored at Ensenada Blanca, your choices are very limited.
Oh, I was discussing what we did on day 3 before I went off on a tangential rant. So, after dinner, we returned to the boat, watched some shows, checked our e-mail and then off to bed. With a schedule like this, is there any wonder that I don’t have the time to blog daily? What do we do all day indeed!
Today, we’re off to Puerto Escondido after we have breakfast and try to call Cody & Scott on Skype while we still have a great wifi connection. Probably get underway noon-ish. It’s only about a 2-hour trip. And, of course, we’ll be exhausted when we get there so we’ll probably only have the strength to read and/or work on Peruvian friendship bracelets the rest of the day.