Meals
were taken at Kike’s Place, just down the road from the station. It was a
unique place, from an American point of view. The food was really good, the
atmosphere was inviting, and Kike himself would come out from the kitchen to
make sure everything was as good as it could possibly be.
Breakfast
was at 11:00: I had a hard time with that at first, since I’m used to having
breakfast at 9:00 and lunch at 11:00 – but given the bizarre sleep schedules we
had, it actually worked out quite well. We had several options to choose from, anywhere
from French toast to scrambled eggs or a more traditional rice & beans, each
one coming with a plate of fresh fruit and a cup of coffee.
While eating
breakfast, a dinner menu was passed around for each of us to choose what we
wanted that night. This ensured that our dinner was ready for us right when we
got there at 6:00 that night, since most people had to be patrolling the beach
by 7:00 later one. Dinners were anything from chicken & rice to hamburgers
to pizza to a salad with fish – all were very tasty.
And if
for some reason all of that was not enough, our apartment back at the station
was well stocked with bread for toast, fresh fruit, chips & salsa, and
several different kinds of cookies.
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