"Communicado" again!

A good night's sleep! With nobody shaking you avake every three hours. Lovely!
The day melts away in various errands and the cybercafe. We enjoy reading e-mail from family and friends now that we're "communicado" again.

In the evening we go out to the dark, cavernous "Boatyard". Mostly night-club, with certain yacht facilities. For a price. At 8pm the restaurant seemed closed, dark with whistling, screetching bats swooshing about: Spooky! The bar was mostly empty, just one boat-crew, it seemed, in the whole huge complex. But somehow they must fill up, because, later, disco music blares out over the anchored sailboats into the wee morning hours.

We walk a couple "gaps" and find a cosy, but expensive"lobster"restaurant, "Lobster Alive". A little room, thatched palm ceiling, open on to the beach. There were outside tables,too. Friendly service.They aren't really lobsters but crayfish, bigger than any of the lobsters I've seen. We settle for catch-of-the-day and gambas. The jazz band, keyboard, bass and trombone, playing standards is pleasant to listen to. So we have some coconut cream pie and listen some more.