She instructed us to get off right where a local woman who was also heading towards Brodie's got off, so the local lady said she'd show us the way; we'd never gone there from this direction before. Walking with a local was great -- no one hassled us, and we didn't get lost.
As is also very typical for our travels, we knew we'd be arriving in San Pedro just after the water taxi north would have departed the dock (and with two hours until the next one), so we decided to have brunch at Estel's before picking Paisley up at Pampered Paws. Thus fortified, we picked her and her stuff up and still had a 45-minute wait for the next water taxi, but it costs quite a bit less than a land taxi, and we couldn't walk the two miles back to Chico Caribe with her and all our gear on such a hot, sunny day. So we waited. At least there are benches in the shade, with a nice breeze, and I had a book. Could have been worse.
As usual, the water taxi was packed, and with all our gear, it was quite an uncomfortable ride, but we made it back safe and sound. Paisley was glad to be home, though she does great at Pampered Paws.
Chackalacka (audio only)
Great-Tailed Grackle (many)