Tried a new breakfast place on the beach.
It was called "Kiosco El Bony".
Scrambled eggs and fried bananas and exquisite cafe con leche.
Went for a long walk along the beach.
Ran into Tony who provided these.
Included as the last two pics are that of a madura. She was real desperate to get screwed.
The more she tried, the more I kept away.
By 9:30 a.m. it was a blast furnace already.
Waited patiently for my G.F. of last year, Paola, to text me back and confirm our afternoon soiree.
It didn't happen!
Bought a mediano pizza (loaded) with X-tra mushrooms.
Then drank Cuba Libras all afternoon watching the Chiefs comeback against the Texans.
And my G.B. Packers beat the Seahawks.
Finally a reply from Paola at 19:37. She had "ghosted" on me.
Retired, not unhappy but content, by 21:50.
Dr. J.