Mazatlan 2007

Friday, February 2 (Ron)

We’ve been busy all week, today is a lazy day. Around 11am we had finished breakfast and coffee so we went down to get some sun and hang out by the pool. We read, watched the ocean, and the other guests. I walked up the beach then played in the waves for quite a while. Did some more hangin’ out. While we were sitting there a guy came around on the other side of the wall and said “Hi, remember me? Fernando.” It was our friend we met last Sunday. I went over and talked to him for a while. He said he was a waiter at the restaurant in the resort next door to Playa Maria, and asked if we’d come over for dinner. I said sure, we’ll be there.

We sat around by the pool some more and a few people said they could see something out where the waves started breaking – dolphins or whales or something. A few people had binoculars and looked for quite a while but there didn’t seem to be anything out there. Then everyone went back to what they were doing. Pretty soon someone would start motioning like there was something out there. Everyone would stand up and look and not see anything. This went on several times but I did briefly see a dolphin, which was pretty cool. We watched the sun go down then came up to the suite and got cleaned up for supper.

Finally a little after 8pm we went next door for supper, but the restaurant was closed. We went to Plan B. Took a taxi over to Citrus Ocean, the restaurant at Isla Mazatlan, and used the certificate for five-hundred pesos that Olivia had gotten for us. It is a very nice restaurant. We started off with a strawberry daiquiri for Pat and a mango margarita for me. Then sautéed mushrooms for Pat and a Caesar salad for me. The main course was Mahi-Mahi for Pat, I had meat and pasta, forget what they called it but it was very good. We were hoping to have desert, everything was so good – we knew desert would be very good as well. By the time we finished the main course we were stuffed, so no desert tonight. We paid the bill; it came to five-hundred fifty-five pesos, and walked back to Playa Maria under a full moon.