Day 65: It's Pool Time.

A villa at the Villa Rios Mar resort (our neighbor).

The pool and hot tub.
Matt was convinced this was a pee pool since the water was as warm as cold pee.
According to him, it served no other purpose. Hmmm....he was sitting in it for a few minutes.

Crying water fountains decorate the pool.

We almost didn’t go to the breakfast buffet today after Matt’s restaurant curse began before we even stepped in the door. A few days ago, curious and hungry, he had asked to see a menu from the restaurant. He was told by the resort concierge that there was no such restaurant. He didn’t argue because he didn’t know what we knew – there’s a rather large restaurant in the back near the pool past their desk. Surprisingly (and only because we really wanted pancakes and waffles and anything else a breakfast buffet could have) he went back this morning to find out what time breakfast started. The concierge was yet again helpful as always and told him they didn’t know, maybe 7am, or 8am, or 8:30am. He knew it was hopeless but asked when the buffet ended anyways. This time they couldn’t even guesstimate times after their "I don't know" motto.


He came back with a recommendation - hire a couple of monkeys for the concierge desk and put a board next to them with a list of answers they can point to. He’s convinced this would be much more helpful than anyone currently working at that desk. You can always count on Matt to chime in with words of wisdom. Like when he saw the medical clinic for the first time, he made sure we knew that should he get sick take him to the airport before even thinking of taking him to that place.



We decided that we still wanted waffles. Instead, we got pancakes with stale edges, soggy French toast, warm OJ, and diluted fruit. BUT, it did come with a nice side of in ground pool usage a hint of free internet (if we could find the spot) so that made it worthwhile. We spent about four hours there this morning amid the rest of the resort guests. We still don’t know if what we did was allowed seeing as we were just patrons of the restaurant but no one seemed to mind. The only time an employee approached us poolside was to ask if we wanted anything to drink so I’m pretty sure we had nothing to worry about. Even so, if we did get kicked out, we’d just have to walk all of a minute back to our house anyways where a much better breakfast is served on a daily basis.