Down Coast

We have a tradition that whenever the fumigators come to our complex, once a month, we go out to breakfast. We took that tradition to the extreme this fumigation day and drove 45 minutes south for lunch at a beach called La Barrita (the Little Bar). I used to call it the Coca Cola town, before I knew the real name, because every restaurant, about a dozen total, has at least one Coke sign announcing their presence. Everything is red and white. The beach is typically good for treasure hunting and the waves are tremendous.