Saturday morning we woke up and watched the wedding pictures start
as Peter, Seva and Suzanne
and then Suzanne, Seva and Peter
gathered on the beach while I tried to get a picture of myself
though I seemed to have lost some of my touch
from previous trips. So we checked the map
and then headed back to breakfast
where the waitress
informed me that they had no granola so that I would have
raisin bread French toast
as Suzanne had her eggs and sausage
Peter had his pancakes
with the wonderful rum butter and Seva had her toast
which prepared us for a walk on the beach where we came across a
coconut and I took pictures of Seva
and she took these pictures of me
before we headed into the jungle
through the brush
and past the branches
to the view of the pond
and the century plant
before heading back to the beach to look for artifacts
as we made our way along the beach
and over the rocks
to the sand
that brought us back
to the hotel pool where Peter
went slowly
down the slide
into the water and climbed out
so that we could gather in the car and drive to Smuggler's Cove
over these muddy roads
and take warning
as we observed that the most educated Tortolans
do not gather the trash there. We were greeted by a clothing shop
as the beach beckoned
and once we got past the sellers
we checked the water
as I lay down with this view up
and this view to the side
which made me feel quite relaxed
even as Suzanne came back
step
by step
from her beach explorations with these treasures
and we passed the bar
and the clothes
to head back to the car
off the beach
and head back to the hotel where overlooking the tennis courts
we visited the pool bar
and I made my way
to the slide
and into the water
and back
though the record shows the drinks
we had and our happy faces
but no splash from my slide ride.
After observing the proper cautions
we headed to the Sugar Mill for dinner where we were greeting with this
onion treat
was presented compliments of the house as I took a few tries
to be able to show that our places were set with eight pieces of silver
as we ordered good wine
and enjoyed the dipping sauce for the breads
before the group toast
as the hors d'oeuvres and salad
came before the main courses of empanadas
and fish
which was a little cold. After a visit to the bathroom where there was
this colorful basin
and this collection sign
we settled for dessert of home made ice cream -- banana, watermelon and
coconut
from a second view as well
which made us want their recipe. On the way home, we stopped at the Bomba
Shack to see when the full moon was
and to record the shack decorations
though filming inside was not allowed so I just took my own picture
and we headed off into the night.
as Peter, Seva and Suzanne
and then Suzanne, Seva and Peter
gathered on the beach while I tried to get a picture of myself
though I seemed to have lost some of my touch
from previous trips. So we checked the map
and then headed back to breakfast
where the waitress
informed me that they had no granola so that I would have
raisin bread French toast
as Suzanne had her eggs and sausage
Peter had his pancakes
with the wonderful rum butter and Seva had her toast
which prepared us for a walk on the beach where we came across a
coconut and I took pictures of Seva
and she took these pictures of me
before we headed into the jungle
through the brush
and past the branches
to the view of the pond
and the century plant
before heading back to the beach to look for artifacts
as we made our way along the beach
and over the rocks
to the sand
that brought us back
to the hotel pool where Peter
went slowly
down the slide
into the water and climbed out
so that we could gather in the car and drive to Smuggler's Cove
over these muddy roads
and take warning
as we observed that the most educated Tortolans
do not gather the trash there. We were greeted by a clothing shop
as the beach beckoned
and once we got past the sellers
we checked the water
as I lay down with this view up
and this view to the side
which made me feel quite relaxed
even as Suzanne came back
step
by step
from her beach explorations with these treasures
and we passed the bar
and the clothes
to head back to the car
off the beach
and head back to the hotel where overlooking the tennis courts
we visited the pool bar
and I made my way
to the slide
and into the water
and back
though the record shows the drinks
we had and our happy faces
but no splash from my slide ride.
