When Mark and Jim returned, it was time to move the boat over to the fuel dock and take on nearly 1,000 gallons of diesel fuel. We were sure we had enough fuel to get to Panama, but it is always a good idea to take on clean fuel whenever the opportunity arises.
After fueling, we took the dinghies to the marina dock where Donovan, one of the locals we had met yesterday, met us and escorted us to the market. It was a short walk, but we entered an entirely different world reminiscent of many Third World markets found in Thailand, Mexico and other places around the globe. Donovan took us to his favorite vendors to buy fresh produce and coffee and then guided us to the “Supermarket” where we were able to pick up milk, cheese, wine and a few other items for the pantry. We were glad we had someone to take us through the maze of people, goods and traffic.
Speaking of traffic – we were glad we weren’t driving anywhere!! The streets were narrow, crowded with people and vehicles and everyone was driving fast, honking their horns with speakers blaring. Not very serene, to say the least!
Donovan led us back to the marina and promised to find us some Jamaican jerk chicken for our evening meal. True to his word, in another hour or so, Donovan had paddled out to Adventure with a whole chicken that was hot and ready to eat. Along with the jerk chicken, Diane had prepared shrimp stir fry – it was a very tasty meal.
After dinner, we got “dressed up” and headed back to the marina for a party given for the sailors. There was an open bar, banquet tables filled with food and sweets and people from all over the world we found very interesting to visit with.
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