In the garden was this little guy. You can't see it very well, but he has a red tail.
Janet, David, Mick, and Nikolas
Mick and David on the veranda
Gina, the housekeeper
Additionally, there were water problems. In the master suite, which was the only one with a king bed, there was NO hot water. The first night, Mick and I took cold showers; in the morning, we used Janet and David's shower, which was adequate. That night, we tried one of the showers downstairs, well, there was hot water, but no drainage. By the time you finished your shower, you were standing in 3 inches of dirty water. The towels that were provided should have been trashed several years ago. The house had been poorly maintained.
Our second night there, I had forgotten water, so I went to the kitchen to retrieve a bottle. I flipped on the light and there was the ugliest, most evil looking lizard I've ever seen. There were no weapons available, only the dustpan on a stick which was too flexible to do any damage. The creature ran into a cabinet. I opened the cabinet to find him, out ran two roaches. (I despise roaches, they're riminiscent of undergrad days at Coker.) I raked the lizard out and he ran under the buffet, never to be seen again. I've searched images for this guy and I believe him to have been a basilisk, Jesus Christ lizard.
Here are some pictures of the dilapidated plumbing fixtures in the master bath.
We had reservations for the next night at HoJo; however, that was the next night. HoJo suggested another nearby place, Hotel Nazo. It was new and clean, with a GREAT shower. After checking in, Mick and I went to the American Sports Bar for coffee. The view is great.
Having lunch at a little restaurant.
A large snail with house
Dinner in Manta was at Muya, it was a lovely restaurant with OK food.
Because we'd heard so much about Crucita, we decided to drive there the next morning. Talk about a sleepy little fishing village, that's Crucita. The roads are unpaved.
The sheds are where the fish are prepared.
The catch these days is sardines, lots of them.
The fish are fair game for the frigate birds.
On our return trip to Guayaquil, this was an unlikely sight on the interior road, a guard rail.
Nice planters in the median of a little puebla.
The gateway to Manabi
We also encountered a cattle drive.
Until next time,
Mick and Kathy