Second full day in Portland:

After breakfast Verona sat with us and planned out our remaining meals for the week. We decided that we would drive her downtown to the market. It was kind of rainy, but OK. On the way in. Verona commented that I dive just like a Jamaican, and laughed. She said most tourists were really slow driving an tentative at the wheel.

We get into town, and we find a place to park by the market. I accidentally splashed someone with the car/puddle. Verona and Jackie were laughing hysterically. Not because of the splash, but because someone yelled "White boy driving!"

We went down a back alley where a bunch of produce vendors were setup. We purchased a bunch of fruit. Then we went to another vendor, where we were given a plastic bag full of goat. Then we walked through this giant indoor market, where we saw the butcher. They were taking apart a goat. Jackie freaked.

-Side bar- It is really interesting and kind of shameful how disconnected our society especially in the USA has become with where our food comes from. Meat comes form animals, it gets to your plate somehow, right? -/sidebar-


We then went to a 3rd market where Verona pick us up a whole heap of fresh shrimp.

Jackie and I got some beer, some rum, and some snacks for the villa at this place.

After we returned home. The day continued to be quite rainy. So I sat inside and read up on some literature about PA in the villa, then I picked up "American Sniper" A previous guest had left it there. Ended up breezing through that in 2 days.

We sat around and drank some cocktails and had a quite enjoyable, yet early evening. Verona made us the shrimp. Hands down the best shrimp I have EVER tasted.