A day on the town

Since we really hadn't spent any time at all in Puerto Jimemez, we decided that we'd do a little exploring. We opted to take one bike only - me riding on the back, since we were "only" going into town. Duh. With both of us on the bike there was virtually no give to the suspension, and with the rocky, potholed roads, well, ouch. My butt was killing me by the time we got to town.

Checked email again (still no news), picked up a couple of things at the store, and then decided to bite the bullet dollar-wise and book a sport fishing trip. They say the Pacific waters off of Osa are among the world's best for sport fishing, and neither Jason nor I had ever tried it before. So we drove around to a couple of the resorts on the water (exploring some back roads and wrong turns along the way) until we found one that was able to book us a boat and a captain for the next day.

We went to the one restaurant in town for lunch, which is also a tour operator and a gift shop, and had what I have to say was one of the better "plato tipico" meals we'd had in country. A bumpy ride back home, some cervezas by the pool, and we both decided we had no desire to make dinner. . .so off to Martina's again. This time, however, we did manage to get ourselves and the bikes back home early, since we knew we had to get up at the crack of dawn.