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The owner of the hotel is Doctor Robles. Transactionsat the hotel are in cash and Dr. Robles’ pockets are the hotelcash register. And of course, no receipts are given. Dr. Roblesalso has a small storefront office offering medical services.However, I would be wary to recommend that anyone seekmedical care from Dr. Robles as his claims of medical practiceseemed somewhat suspect. The hotel handyman was anice fellow named Elia and throughout the day we heardDr. Robles yelling at the top of his lungs summoning Elia toattend to some maintenance detail. Elia seemed to take allthis in stride and dutifully went about the myriad duties thatwould take five people to accomplish in the United States.Our hotel room for the past two years had been No.31, which was located on the third floor. From our balconywe had a panoramic view of Jaltemba Bay. Waking up inthe morning to a view of swaying palms and the blue Pacificalways warmed our hearts.So, the fact that we may or may not have had hot water,that someone was singing or talking loudly on the streetbelow, or that a bus was rumbling under us as 20 familiesdisembarked, or that Dr. Robles was yelling out to Elia, was asmall price to pay. There are absolutely no gringo influencesHotel Robles’ inner courtyard.51