Adventure: Part One - Posada Para Mira

I am being eaten alive. Last count i made of my mosquito bites, i had 31 entries into the Dengue lottery. As a result and because of an allergy reaction, i am taking lots of hydroxyzine, which is also used as a sedative, so i have been pretty groggy.

Yesterday we went out adventuring. As we left the house, two Trupials made their way into the iguana trap, which had been baited with mango skins. 

They may have thought the skins were dead Trupials, and turned to cannibalism. In retrospect this seems like a bad omen for the days adventures. "Trupials in the morning... Tourists take warning."

My mother had an itinerary planned out: lunch in Rincon, flamingo viewing at the lake, the museum at the park, a quick stop in to see the golf course, then we would hit the shops on the way home for a fan and some food. Because many adventures were had, i am splitting this into multiple posts.

First we gassed up, and thank god we did, or i am pretty sure we would have been eaten by scavenging goats later in the day.

Lunch was nice, we went to a local place called Posada Para Mira I had seen reviews for last time i was here. Since then, my parents have been several times and said it has a good view and decent local food. It is located above Rincon in its own little valley. 

Like most restaurants here, Posada Para Mira is open air. The location means with the winds, we were basically dining in a hurricane. We had to change tables at one point because the wind was enough to blow around my mothers half-empty water bottle.

They had a variety of local specialities, which are all pretty much same sauce, different meat.

Here is the tourist version of the menu, with translations:

You may notice that goat features prominently on the menu. I can vouch for the fact that it is likely fresh goat, as one of them ran through the restaurant while we waited for our meals. My dad had ordered the goat stew, so this may just have been how they tenderised the meat.

Most of the goats family was hanging around outside in the playground. Kids will do that. There were two trampolines as part of the play area. I am disappointed the goats didnt bounce around on them.

My mother ordered an ayaka, which is a local tamale style food that this restaurant normally only has around Christmas. It is wrapped in banana leaves.

I got the chicken stew, which comes with salad, rice, pumpkin, a plantain, and fried cornmeal. They had a good onion/scotch bonnet relish on the table that was liberally applied. My dad and i used nearly the whole jar.

The scenery is pretty, and gives you a good idea of how arid and scrubby the island interior is. Theres thorns in them thar hills!