Monday morning we woke up to sunny skies
and went for a walk on the beach
before Suzanne
and I
decided to head to breakfast where she had a fritata
and I had French toast (of French bread)
covered with rum butter
and then some of her fritata covered with hot sauce
as I experimented
and then got right the self portrait of me and a friend
to conclude our meal. We drove off towards Brewers Bay Beach passing
this cow
at the Bomba Shack watching the surfers
and this cow
along the road near the garbage truck
before coming to the beach and admiring the Xmas creche
and the public facilities
and obligatory phone booth
that led our way to the beach warning sign
as we walked the beach
and admired it
until some rains came and we decided to try to navigate to the next beach
through the ridge
stopping to consult the map
before we got to Josiah's Bay Beach
where we happily settled
and the Kramers took this picture of us
at the beach as we liked the other scenery
and wondered about Naomi's
even as our rented chaises
inspired Peter to give swimming lessons
and we relaxed
but no one more than Peter
until it was happy hour and the local drinks brought us all back
to life
to life as we studied the bar
and admired the beauty of the beach
often adorned by flying pelicans who would swoop down for their prey.
Suzanne gathered this hermit crab
and we headed off. On the way home, we decided to stop at Brandywine Bay
and ask what year it was. After studying the map
admiring the flowers
checking out the view
and enjoying their balcony
we chatted with Cindy, one of the owners,
about returning the next day. After admiring the spiders in the cactus
we took a picture of the vacant Williams cow stand
and headed to West End where Suzanne was talking to Ben on the cell phone
as the sun began to set
and we admired the brush
and dropped sea glass that still needed seasoning
before admiring the sunset
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and heading back to the hotel for another dinner at the Sugar Mill
before noting this sign
and hoping it did not represent the policy at the Tamarind as well.
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and went for a walk on the beach
before Suzanne
and I
decided to head to breakfast where she had a fritata
and I had French toast (of French bread)
covered with rum butter
and then some of her fritata covered with hot sauce
as I experimented
and then got right the self portrait of me and a friend
to conclude our meal. We drove off towards Brewers Bay Beach passing
this cow
at the Bomba Shack watching the surfers
and this cow
along the road near the garbage truck
before coming to the beach and admiring the Xmas creche
