Throughout the mornings and evenings the waterfront road draws money'd tourists into its tourist shops, many of which are hosted by charming Otovaloan women in traditional dress, and its outdoor cafes, colorful bars and restaurants. Fishermen laze in their hammocks among pelicans and other seabirds who flock around them. Siesta comes and goes followed by a competitive volleyball match at 4pm in center court in the main waterfront square which I try not to miss. Judging from the seriousness of this match, one would think pots of gold were won and lost - instead the pot is a few thousand almost worthless sucres. Occasionally the volleyball flies into the sea and after much commotion someone dives in after it.
Sea lions play in the harbor waters at high tide along with the children, much to their delight.
Cruise ships and sailing vessels light up at dusk against the sunset. I was rewarded well. During lunchtime I went snorkeling in a secluded cove close to where our boat was moored and came face to face with the little critter I so wanted to meet. He fluttered his flippers as if in response. I finally, reluctantly, swam back to the boat.