The next day Suzanne was ready bright and early as I had my toast and fruit on this lovely plate and then finished hers and waited for Peter and Seva to come through the brush with their suitcases to store in our room as we left the inn to head towards the beach where we saw these horses who greeted us as our first site before these traditional Caribbean scenes as we unloaded the car and headed to the beach stopping to admire the fallen coconut and wonder if it contained any milk. Sun Beach was elegant with light waves as we set up and admired the scene and enjoyed the water before some rain came and we decided to drive on further.

We next entered the nature preserve and drove on the bumpy roads often seeing scenery like this before we headed to the beach at the point and started to explore to see what rocks might be good for climbing by Peter or might give good views or might be good for Seva to collect shells and look for sea glass while David undoubtedly described the fish that got away. Meanwhile, our collection of artifacts was growing as Suzanne and Peter and Seva continued the search amid the rough seas which had brought the shells through which Suzanne sifted and of which Seva was choosing the very best including this sea glass as we did one last gather put our treasure in the hat and began the trek back to the car to head down this road and continue the exploration along the bumpy road until we found this hut at Blue Beach and headed to the beach after being sure that the bushes were free of bandidos and the water was clear.

But, before we could end the day, we needed to find the very elusive Orchid Beach. After a number of wrong turns, we finally found the left fork that came before the last right turn and were rewarded with this great water scene that amused Peter and Suzanne as I marched out to sea. After various hand signals failed to orchestrate what could only be called a great possibility, I was waved in and slowly made my way back into the fold where this conch shell and this guide sign suggested that we had to head to this store in town where I could be fitted for these shoes by this gentleman and then pay these women who had just gotten decoder rings that let them take this picture 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 en route to see Tom Wright where surprisingly we took no pictures.

Dinner that night involved these beverages which looked better without the flash as my salad and potato and Seva's BLT and the shared salad were drowned out by the cheers from the football fans. I did manage to take the obligatory phone booth picture even as Peter took the obligatory banana picture so that we could end the day on the right tone.