On our first day here in San Juan del Sur, we all planned to go boogie boarding. We made it as far as the beachside restaurant, where Elliot started feeling wretched and ended up vomiting. (First on the restaurant floor, then into a little pink bucket brought out to us by a friendly youth who seemed to be the restaurant's only employee that day. We quickly dubbed him "Manuel".) Manuel was remarkably gracious about the unpleasantness. After he'd mopped up the yuck, and everyone but Elliot had managed to eat, I took E back to Empalme while everyone else went to the beach.
The next day, E woke up feeling much better, so we headed down to the beach again. I hadn't been boogie boarding in years, and Elliot didn't even know what a boogie board was - but the beaches here are ideal for it. There was almost no one else on the beaches with us - just a couple of other tourists and a few cows. We played and played in the waves for hours.
Afterwards, we went back to the restaurant and had a much nicer experience (no barfing this time, and Manuel's grandma was there cooking); I even got to have a funny conversation - in Spanish - with a family from San Juan about their Weimaraner.
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