Monday morning, I walked past our local cactus and bush to record Suzanne as she approached to head for the toaster and adorn the meal with fruit that made her happy as I had my spreads and she had her omelet for breakfast. We admired the collection (including the rare blue sea glass) of our neighbors, Megan and Kim (class of 1983) who know Susan Taylor. After a stop here to get more gas we went to Media Luna where the sky and beach looked good so we walked in leaving the car and admiring the drip castle our neighbors made. In the rocks by the side of the beach were pretty coral though we all decided to stay away from the sea urchins lest we bleed black. While on this beach, I perfected the self portrait first learning to focus and then learning to discard the sun glasses so that I would appear while the others explored. I decided to extend my technology to record my feet in new sandals with no seaweed in the picture. Next we parked at this sign which explained nature and welcomed us to Navio Beach. The gang watched the ships and then we checked out the caves before another self portrait to show my skill was improving and pictures of the beach scene before

and after

my long stint in the water talking to the fish. This led to more self portraits

after which it was time to pack up the car check out the sign and drive down this road to town where we saw the sales and rental ads before checking out the menu at the Tiki Hut and ordering fine food. Their totem stood near the only address we saw in the town as we admired the coconuts and I prepared to drive us back to Orchid Beach for lunch. My lunch was the Bikini Blue (no onions) and this diet Snapple which didn't taste as good as it looked. My sandwich did. Suzanne and Seva collected lots of shells with this finger to give size perspective and Peter thought the seaweed ball was reason to come out of the water to have a detailed discussion

with our ADD OCD inflicted neighbor who had questionable housing status and really liked listening to Larry King as he interviewed Bill Cosby.

That night we took this school bus to the BioBay where the people in the water 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 and we were ready for the wine as we explored the menu and had salads and pasta not to mention Suzanne's Seva's and Peter's main courses as we met the owner and I showed my ``about to be'' clean plate to our waiter who then brought dessert and coffee as we speculated about the group at the other table seen from the other end as well who turned out to be a group of students from RISD.