The three oldest kids and BW try out the Gulf. What fun—for them, and for me to watch. The practicing snorkeling in the pool worked great. Kayla, however, goes in, comes out and ditches her mask. She decides she’d rather not know those fish are in there!
Logan finds a conch shell with an occupant. Very cool! And puts it back in its watery home.
There are kayaks and a standing paddle board. All are put to good use. Those kids are good! Excursion boats fly by, making a nice wake for the water play.
A very fun way to spend a chunk of the morning.
We’re thinking since Griffin has his float jacket, he might like to try a dip there later this week. We’ll see.
Housekeeping’s here, so I read outside awhile. When they’re finished in the room I’m using to work out, and will use to work, I go up, and travel from Mexico to New York in 2061.
I put in a hour and a half, am well satisfied. And the screen freezes. This has happened once or twice in the past, but THIS time I neglected to copy from my thumb drive to the hard drive, then work on that. Just a mental blip that cost me 90 minutes work because it’s gone, baby, gone.
I have to come down, pour myself a drink and take some good, deep breaths.
While I was working, Kat, Jason, Colt and Griffin have gone out to take a submarine ride. But I can whine to BW, Kayla, Logan, and do.
Then I put on my big girl pants, go back up and reconstruct. I tell myself this is probably better anyway. Come down, reward myself with a Bellini, then bang—something flashes in my brain and I realize I can add just this revelation—Eve’s—to the end of the chapter.
Well, you don’t waste that kind of flash, so back up yet again and finish it out. So maybe that annoying 90 loss was worth it in the end.
Everybody’s back and had a fine time on their underwater excursion. There’s pool time, reading time, hang out time before we clean up for dinner.
A drive into town and another open-air restaurant with two for one drinks. Ho boy!
Super nachos for the table, and another big ho boy. HUGE. And yum.
There’s a band here, and though they’re a little loud to allow conversation, they’re good, and they’re fun. Chips come with two kinds of sauce—mild and burn your tongue off. I am alone in enjoying the burn your tongue off.
At home BW, Jason, Kayla, Colt and I play some poker. Kayla’s getting it pretty good as we pretend bet from a penny to a million dollars.
A fine meal in a lively place with more awesome views. Can’t ask for better.
Shortly after, I follow Logan’s example and give it up for the night.
It seems I slept through the power outage. BW had settled down to read, but luckily had a flash light. Jason and Kat were about to take Griffin to the other villa for bed time—and Jason got the flashlight from the kitchen. Colt and Kayla used their phones to get back here.
BW tells me the dark was DARK, and brought the stars to brilliance.
A couple hours later, it came back on, and I never knew the difference.
Up just before the sun to enjoy the birds and that slowly creeping light. Nice quiet start to my day. I’m about two-thirds done with my workout, and the screen freezes. Not just the internet. Power’s down again.
We’re fortunate it’s not blazing hot—at least not yet.
We’ll hope the outage doesn’t last too long, but there’s the pool, there’s the Gulf. I think we’ll manage.