Talking to the receptionist, I was told there was a place just down and around the corner where I could grab food. So wanting to get in and out before it got too dark, I made my way toward the restaurant, as probably the only 6'2" gringo within a few miles. I passed what looked to be a restaurant, but to be honest, it was hard to tell. So I kept walking... Until 3 blocks in, among rundown buildings, I found a little chicken place with a good crowd and headed there, again the only gringo in site. The food here turned out to be excellent and all ended up working out fine but it wasn't a three block stretch I would prefer to walk again at night.