It was still raining when we got up this morning. There was nothing going on at the posada- no coffee or breakfast. We dressed for rain and headed out. We had a key for a side door but when we got to the main street gate it was locked with a padlock. We had no key for this. While we stood there talking, a young woman came out and unlocked the gate for us.On the street the rain was teeming down. We saw a couple of taxis and flagged one down. Bill asked where there would be coffee and breakfast and he took us to a small restaurant in el centro.