The beach bar fit my image of the perfect place that I had imagined in my dreams. Cold beers, hot weather, cool tunes, locals and expats hanging out with the sound of the waves breaking on the beach. Paradise.
We needed Wi-fi 'cause the stupid hotel where we were staying didn't have it. So out came my laptop and a waitress gave us the password. As I was booting up, the German owner (Reinhart?) came over to make sure I was able to log in. No problemo. We chatted a bit and he's super friendly.
I wish I was still there....
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