After the diving commenced on Friday afternoon, we ventured into town for lunch. I guess technically we’re in town, but we seem to be a few blocks away from any sort of food places.
After picking up Kristen’s credit card from the night before (too drunk to remember to take it after paying apparently), we found a place that looked good.
I planned on ordering the chicken quesadillas, but out of fear of getting burned out on Mexican food so early into the trip, I went with the special instead. Well, I was going to go with the red snapper special, but the waiter really talked up the bacon-wrapped tuna special and said I can “get red snapper anywhere” so I trusted him despite my apprehension toward seared fish. He was right. It took me a few bites to get past the rawness of it, but with the bacon and the dipping sauce it came with, it was very delicious.