Sunday, 348

  • Woke up and said “Don’t stay mad.” He said, “OK.”
  • Left Apulo.
  • In the car, discussed resisting the temptation to enter doors that people leave open but we shouldn’t enter.
  • Stopped at El Roble for lunch.
  • Arrived at Decameron Panaca. Our villa is gorgeous.
  • Pool, dinner, bed.
  • He said he was too tired. I said I was sexually frustrated.