We continued to make our way up the coast. This time, we stopped in the tiny fishing village of Santo Thomas. We had to drive about 30 miles of rough gravel road to get to this out of the way location. Due to my ninja driving skills, our rental VW Jetta loaded with 4 full-grown men and luggage only bottomed out once! However, we got a puncture flat on the way back out.
In Santo Thomas there was a small hotel, but no restaurant. Thankfully one of the locals hooked us up with some raman noodles. Staying in a little shack on a cliff overlooking the Pacific Ocean was quite an experience.
Sunrise the next morning.
Heading to work for the day. One of the fishermen told me that he would take me fishing for about $5.