Wednesday morning, as Suzanne slept
I considered the clothes
and we made our way
to breakfast
where there was no herbal tea, just Lipton
and the self portrait
and self portraits
came out well as the beach scene
welcomed Seva and Peter
in Peter's new shirt
as Andrea
appeared
to assure us that there would be salt fish and johnnycakes as Peter
audited his expenses before the salt fish
and johnnycakes
arrived though they did not evoke the expected reaction from Seva
though my johnnycake
was good enough to make up for the lack of granola or of a suitable substitute
so I had French toast
with rum butter
once more. After some lounging
at the pool
and an attempt at a close up
and a picture in bad lighting
it was time to gather our possessions into our suitcases
and carryons
to take a few more pictures while waiting
and to head into Road Town to the Mill Mall
where the only attraction was the health food restaurant
and then across the way to the Joshua J Smith Building
and to Ganzee
none of which produced the appropriate tokens of the trip. So, we
followed the rules
while getting gas
and then flew off. In the shuttle on the tarmack at San Juan airport
it took a few tries
before we got this picture of contented travelers
coming back from a vacation though I'm not sure that either
picture of my meal
or my meal with Suzanne's
could ever show the harshness of returning to the food you don't want to
eat and the weather you don't want to endure after a nice winter's trip
to a warm place with good beaches.