At the beach I walked twenty minutes along the sand to a small lagoon around the corner - I'd been told this was the best place to avoid the sand flies. I'd expected the beach to be slightly crowded, but it was virtually deserted - maybe a half dozen people scattered over a few miles of sand - perfect! I'd been planning on spending an hour or two, but somehow that stretched to nearly four - somehow swimming and sunning just ate up the time. If it hadn't been for me noticing I was getting burnt I probably would have been driving back after dark! I decided to grab a light lunch at the lodge out there and that was another hour gone. By the time I got back to my camp I had just enough time to get my money, ride to to the dive shop to pay my bill, and drive back before it started to get dark.