Seva and my self portrait

and Seva and our drinks

so that we could say hello to Seva on our way to the bus stop where we saw Emily K

which seemed to inspire Seva and Peter

where Seva and Peter settled in and after my missed shot

while Suzanne and Seva chatted and Peter

and Seva watched and hoped that I could do a better self portrait

and Seva knew I could do better

and the sandwiches Seva and Sara

in our kitchen was doing well, so it was time to go to the airport with Suzanne, Peter and Seva and check our bags

and Seva and Suzanne quite happy, maybe because they knew that this would be their meal

and Seva were looking for our baggage while Peter

and Seva admired the table tiles

while Suzanne and Seva wondered how Peter

and waited for Peter and Seva to come through the brush with their suitcases

or might be good for Seva to collect shells and look for sea glass while David

and Peter and Seva continued the search amid the rough seas

and of which Seva was choosing the very best including this sea glass

so that I'd always remember where my Teva's came from. Peter and Seva brought us the car keys and we stopped at this Esso station

and Seva's BLT and the shared salad

and Suzanne and Seva admired one more conch

and Seva's coke and Suzanne's local beer

Seva and Suzanne

and Suzanne, Peter and Seva at Red Beach ahead of the setting sun

where Seva Peter

did. Suzanne and Seva collected lots of shells with this finger

did not look as good as Peter, Seva and Suzanne swimming among the glowing plankton. Dinner that night was at the Italian restaurant in town and the Kramers

Seva's and Peter's