Yesterday we wondered downtown San Juan Del Sur shopping. Seeing what the local items were. I needed a hat, having foolishly left mind at home, and wanted a captains hat. I'd spotted one on our first jaunt around town on Monday, but since then they have seemed to vanish. I found another one, the other day but it was ten dollars and I didn't want to pay that much. So today, in the same market I was in yesterday, I found one and bought if for seven dollars. Not bad, and I can now use it for the planned trip to Granada we are taking over the weekend. We also found the library where we were able to check out two books and got our very own library cards. What a treat! We both borrowed spanish kids book to improve our reading schools, and left while I sighed with great longing over missing these things back in Costa Rica.
We also visited a Pananria, bakery, where we both thought was chocolate cake turned out to be ginger bread. Good stuff and only 50 cents a piece. They were big pieces!
I splurged later that day and bought ice cream at an ice cream shop. There I encountered the world's most unfriendly ice cream man. Large and sweaty he grunted as I happily asked for my order of a single scoop of vanilla with Carmel on a cone. Glaring, he stared me down as I waited, wondering if my simple order in spanish had been said wrong. I'd only said three words so it couldn't have been. Finally when he seemed to realize I wasn't leaving without my ice cream, he lumbered to the scooper and began carving out a lump. A small lump. Even as he shoved it onto the cone, he seemed to eye it, and shaved off a bit before he give it to me. I handed over the alloted amount and then he huffed as he waddled to get my change. (It was only 50 cents a scoop) Handing back my change, he watched me leave, a frown upon his face, and I licked the dripping goodness doing my best not to break out laughing. Who would figure an unhappy Ice Cream man. Come on, its Ice Cream!!!
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