The following day gave us more positive feeling about Cahuita because the sun had come out. We did have a strange start to the day, when we were awakened by a huge bang, followed by a power outage that effected all of Cahuita, at 5:30. We never did hear what happened but we were left without water, and couldn’t get our breakfast until 8:00.
After lounging around for a while in our room, we walked to the another beach to try to do some swimming in the waves. We finally got to put in some good beach time, enjoying being pounded by the surf.
After the swim, we walked to Cahuita to eat lunch at Defi’s, an eatery with unusual decor. There was sand on the floor, driftwood and plants on the walls, and Weaver Bird nests hanging from the ceiling. Their food didn’t match the fancy interior. I had a tomato sandwich, and my wife was “treated” to a raw hamburger.
As we were lounging on our porch back at our cabin, Charlie the Rastaman came strolling by and came over to see us. He gave me a sob story about how he had gotten a job chopping bush with his machete. Unfortunately, he needed to buy a file to sharpen it, and he had no money. He asked me if I could loan him $5.
I felt it was probably a scam, but wanting to trust humanity, I opened my wallet to give him the money. There I found only a $10 bill. When I explained that to Charlie I only had a ten, he said he would bring me back five dollars after he got the file. My trust in humanity, again got the best of me and I gave him the ten. Humanity failed the test. Charlie the Rastaman, was never to be seen again.
We got our laundry done at the hotel. While there we petted the poor baby parrot with the clipped wings, and poor Emilio, the tied-up monkey. It was so sad to see the lives animals have to lead for the amusement of mankind.
Back in our cabin, we repacked our bags, ready for an early exit the next day.
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