Everywhere we go the shopkeepers offer us hammocks, word has gotten ‘round. We head back to a lady with the coolest hammocks finally buy from her (after haggling muchly) and hope word passes around town just as quick that we’re no longer in the market. Chatted to a captain today about a boat out of here tomorrow. Yay! Small town and we’re ready to move on. It’s strange being the main exhibit in a small town.
