......So it was now about midnight and our taxi bill was mounting and spirit sagging, so off to Boca Grande beach strip for a grande priced room. I immediately pulled the handle off the cold water in the shower, so we could only use the scalding hot to rinse away the grit of the long journey. Ready to hit the sack and hope for a better second day when we realized we had lost our guide book which is our bible of where to go and what to do. Were we getting too dotty to travel?
Day two we taxied back to our original hotel where the owner practically fell on her knees apologizing, offering us coffee, saying our room was ready & best of all holding our precious guidebook. The sun was shining and all was right with the world. We were once again adventurous aging hipsters rather than goony geezers!
We set off for a day of exploring the fantastic cobbled colonial old town which is rightly dubbed a jewel. What a difference a day makes!
Love it! A happy ending to what could have been such a bad start!
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