What Shall We Have For Breakfast?

The next day dawned hot and sunny. Our plan had been to go to Ocean World and enjoy a day there away from the hell that was the compound of the Lifestyles Hacienda Resort. And we were looking forward to our hot, fresh breakfast.

I was up early because the concrete like bed had left me with stabbing pains in my back. So I was there to witness the truck pull up and disgorge two maids with plates from the buffet. It seems that, as per usual in a Latin country the term "fresh" does not mean what it means in the US. Fresh is a relative term and means only that once upon a time the ingredients were prepared and at some point that day they were in fact "fresh."

A plate of sausage and potatoes, another of waffles, a third of bacon and a fourth holding pancakes were brought into the villa. There the maids proceeded to microwave them all and serve them to us. We did not immediately tell my mother since she'd had a hard day the day before and we thought maybe she mightn't find out about the "fresh breakfast." After all, the eggs were prepared on our stove.

The breakfast was tolerable and we proceeded on to Ocean World. Once there we found that the Kid could not have an encounter with the sea lions as was promised at the hotel (quel surprise!) but we did pay for him to have his picture taken with the sea lion and it was awesome.

We swam in one of their aquariums where you can snorkel with all kinds of fish including this huge school of giant silver fish whose name I do not know. We also saw a shark show, a dolphin show and swam at the beach. We then walked back to the resort since we'd been told all different times for the bus and frankly it just wasn't that long a walk.

That night we ate at the so called "sea food" place, Blue Lagoon. Most of the food was disgusting, but Santiago liked his fish. Mine was virtually inedible. When we went back to the buffet to get ice cream, we found that everything we ate there was being served on the buffet. D'oh!

So we loaded up on sliced beef (it was so much better than what we'd eaten) and bread and lettuce and tomatoes. The next day we ate great steak sandwiches at the villa. Ingenuity paid off for us!

OK. I need to get back to making supper. Sorry to not be around much, but I started back to school this week and it's kicking my ass. Besides, I am not feeling the love people. Let me know if this saga is worth continuing, ok?