Duncan hanging with our doorman, Jorge. I thought he was a statue until he moved. His brother, Jose, hung out by the outside lunch area but never ate the chicken legs I threw at him. Guess he was a vegetarian.
One of the monkey family that came onto the resort every afternoon.The others were a mom and baby. We realized they were there, above our head, by the smell, musky monkey.
Emily with her afternoon smoothie, mango and honey. I tried cactus. I can't say it was tasty, but I did feel healthy and local. We took our waiter's advice and walked along the beach into the town. It took an hour but was worth it.
Sunset over the jungle.