It was raining a bit. Thus, the only foray into the outside world that I executed was a short walk to the resort's outdoor water dispensary to replenish my water bottle with osmotically purified and ionically enhanced (or whatever) water. After that, Deborah and I retired to the porch of our bungalow to read (her) and write (me) for a spell. I used this time to get caught up on these travelogue posts. After a time, the rain worsened, exacerbated by increased wind that blew raindrops into the porch area, so we retired to the interior of the bungalow to continue our respective reading and writing activities.
"Should we check out that A'a Roots Cafe place for lunch today?" I asked Deborah.
"Yeah," she replied, with no firming of details.
So that got loosely added to the day's laid back agenda, and as noon neared, we geared up for a hopeful and positive lunch excursion.
"Let's also hit that grocery store near the cafe for some more cereal and whatever," I said. I had predicted we would encounter a shortage of morning victuals soon, and this would solve that conundrum. Deborah assented.
We farted around a little more and then at about noon, we donned rain gear (I wore a rain slicker and wrapped a resort beach towel around my waste to keep my shorts dry) and headed out. We drove the rental car to the nearby strip mall that housed the A'a Roots Cafe. The A'a Roots Cafe turned out to be 100% all vegan, not just vegan friendly. This filled us with glee and we ordered a bunch of tasty food...probably too much...and ate it at the cafe, which had a number of small tables and other seating in the small space. I had a delicious strawberry scone that I shared with Deborah and she shared a blueberry muffin with me. My main meal was a tofu scramble bowl, embellished with black rice and a side salad. I believe Deborah had a huge black bean tostada dish. Before leaving A'a Roots, I got a healthy smoothie and a cold brewed coffee, and Deborah got a freshly baked s'mores cookie, all of it to go.
I left Deborah in the car to eat her s'mores cookie as I went into the small grocery store in the mini mall to get a few things, including some cereal and granola, bananas, vegan ice cream, Triscuits, and an onion (for a future planned stir fry).
When I returned to the car, Deborah was "sugar sick" from eating the s'mores cookie on top of her giant lunch. I drove us back to the resort where she promptly collapsed on the bed to digest via power nap. I listened to podcasts and wrote a bit more, until I started to get bored.
"What do you think about going to the fitness room?" I asked Deborah when she woke up. She was on the fence, but leaning toward yes. So, we went to the fitness room and did a short 30 minute workout. They had Peloton bike trainers there, so I spent my 30 minutes on that, whilst Deborah split her time between bike and core work using an exercise ball.
When we got back to the bungalow after exercising, I realized I forgot my phone in the fitness room, so I jogged back over there and - thankfully - found it where I had left it in one of the water bottle cages on the bike. I was relieved.
Dinner was leftover salad. We chillaxed watching some TV before bed.
Tomorrow is slated to comprise a midday tour of a chocolate farm and factory, but the weather is slated to comprise high winds and rain, so we think the tour might get canceled by the purveyors of it. If we don't do the chocolate excursion, we will probably revisit the vegan A'a Roots Cafe for some vegan eats, because they were really good.
Stay tuned!
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