Boca de Iguanas

Last weekend we took Friday off and headed out to the beach.  We decided to go camping at a beach that Adolfo had visited regularly throughout his childhood.  Unfortunately, the campsite of his youth was purchased by some developers and is being turned into a boutique hotel.  Fortunately, there is still another campsite called Boca Beach near where the old site stood.

So, we borrowed some gear (tent, sleeping bags, a cooler and other camping supplies) and headed out into the rain.  It rained most of the way to the beach, but once we hit Manzanillo the sky cleared and gave way to a brutal humidity.  And, the cornfields turned into banana fields and coconut farms.

Interesting thing about the banana farms – all the hanging hands of bananas I saw were covered in plastic bags.  Why?

When we arrived at the campsite we could see the beach.  We read the warning signs informing us that the campsite owners were not responsible for any damage caused by the natural falling of coconuts.  And, in a moment of genius, we opted for the more expensive campsite with a palapa.

We threw up the tents (a couple friends joined us on the adventure), changed into our swimsuits and headed into the ocean.  The water was fantastically warm.

We headed back to the campsite when we started to get hungry, and then the wind picked up and the sky became very dark.  We waited out the storm under the palapa (which actually kept us dry) but my friend’s tent was sadly permeable to water and most of her things were soaked.  After the storm, we assessed the damage and moved our tent under the palapa and moved my friend into our tent.  Finally, around 5pm we were able to eat some lunch.

I think I started making dinner almost immediately after we finished lunch, but the enfrijoladas again turned out spectacularly and are quickly becoming a new favorite of mine.  (Recipe coming soon)

Adolfo saw a coconut fall off a nearby palm and retrieved it so we could put the water in with the curry we were having for lunch the next day – excellent.  Unfortunately, the meat on the coconut was not that well developed, so we just used the water.

We went into the little town nearby (La Manzanilla, not to be confused with Manzanillo) and bought some fresh fish for lunch (fish curry with noodles) and frozen shrimp for dinner.

We chatted up the fish guy and he told us stories about living in the states for 13 years and the comparative benefits of driving a truck on the West Coast and selling fish at the cooperative of a fishing village.  His conclusion: Everybody has to work.

We did all the beach things you are supposed to do: we swam, built sand castles, collected shells, ate fish, took long walks on the beach and got sunburn in the places we forgot to put sun block (the place on the front of your shoulder, right above your armpits!).

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3 Responses to “Boca de Iguanas”

  1. Barbara Says:

    On a tour of St. Lucia, they explained that the plastic bags were to do with preventing insect damage. I have also heard that it hastens ripening of the fruit.

  2. deeb Says:

    ah ha! I suspected it had something to do with vermin, but my limited jungle experience was hindering me.

  3. Barbara Says:

    Ah, yes. I am such an expert in the field of jungles!?!?

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