Filling Up the Car

Yesterday was an easy day. We had some things to do, like stopping by the office here to pay our HOA dues, filling up the tank, and going shopping. All that should take a couple of hours in the States, but it took us practically the entire day.

We went to the Property Office to drop off our check, but of course, we had to sit and chit chat with friends, meet a new employee, etc. All that took about one and a half hours. As we were leaving the office, we saw that the German Bakery truck was making the rounds, so we went back to the condo to wait for them. I wanted to make a special order for our event on Saturday, plus buy some bread and pastries. (Rubia knows how good their breads and pastries are!) By the time we were done, it was lunch time, and time to sample the goodies!

After lunch, we went to buy gasoline first. There were some black clouds on the horizon, and we knew that it would rain soon. The closest gas station is about 40 minutes from here. We had a quarter of a tank left. When we arrived at the station, we found out that they were out of super. We have been told never to buy regular here; so we went to the next gas station, another 30 minutes farther on the highway. I was telling John that if there was no gas at this station, we would have to find a place to spend the night. On the way we encounter a tropical storm and could hardly see the road, but we were able to buy gas there and drove an hour back to our favorite supermarket. By the time we got back home it was 4:30. We decided that it was enough excitement for the day and stayed home the rest of the evening, and except for a mild earthquake, there were no more events to report. So, until next time, from the beach...