I scheduled another time slot by the pool for this afternoon. The front desk called me and asked, “Are you ready for your relax time, sir?” Sure am.

Again, there wasn’t much to do. I walked in circles around the small deck area while shirtless old men sat on their balconies and smoked cigars. It was a nice afternoon, but don’t think I’ll be scheduling any more “relax times” before I leave on the 26th.