post script: i walked to the hotel RIU, but the gate guys wouldn't let me in, cause i couldn't tell them a room number. "i just need to get to the beach to get a panga." no. so i walked off down the dirt road, well, actually a sand road, trying to find my way around the huge hotel complex to the beach. side road headed towards the beach, so i followed that, came upon a swamp which i tried to tip-toe through and got all muddy sunk anyway. finally got to the beach, and behold! there was a hundred yards of fence between the hotels. gates locked. it was a wimpy 10 foot fence with no barb-wire. so i climbed over and fell on my ass on the other side, eliciting giggles from the people on the beach. "I meant to do that"! no pangas at the beach. waited more than a half hour before i could flag one down. finally got to the Emerald Lady, got the dingy loose and got set up to go. the thing kept going under the stern and banging my head while i was trying to pump the air up. i'd had the security cable still clipped to the boat. got all that sorted out, and motored back to the harbor, which took over a half an hour we are anchored so far out now. nearly got swamped because i was distracted watching the frigate birds soaring overhead. but finally did make it in, tied up and went into town and enjoyed a street stall taco with egg and rice and HOT sauce.
i went looking for an electronics store to buy a plug-in for the router. i drew a picture of what i wanted to show people. everyone i asked said "go two blocks that way" i'd get there, see nothing ask someone else, and they'd say "go two blocks" if i followed everyone's instructions i would have walked twelve blocks. the electronics store was 6 blocks away. didn't have the plug.