On our last day, we got up and went to our local beach
for one more search
for shells and sea glass brought on by the waves
as they came in
and my haul
was fine. Suzanne
and I
were ready to go as I took a final self portrait
and admired the chips
left behind while we went to the parking lot
and Suzanne took a few pictures of me
and me one of the scene
and a few of her
and the bilingual sign
before the Kramers drove up
and we loaded the car
for what would be a truly unique ride to the airport, hopefully
never to be repeated.
Once at the airport, we checked in
and while we waited
for the planes
we met this gentleman (PU class of 1971)
who reminded us that we had taken his picture in the group at
dinner the night before. The baggage claim tags
allowed us
to head to the plane where the co-pilot
pretended to take my picture and the captain
insisted that he had never flown before as we checked out the plane
and then got on
feeling in a good mood
because the car chase was over. The ride gave good scenery
and since I was traveling with a physicist, I tried to catch
a stroboscopic picture
of the rotor in place but had no success, so I recorded us as
we headed down
and then headed to the terminal building
where this van
took us to the car rental place
where these gentlemen
gave us the van that would take us to the grocery store where
we could scour the ointments
and decide against the nuts
before having Kenneth Rivera
check us out to the amusement of this gentleman
from Orlando. We drove on
to El Portal
where this man
let us in to see the jungle growth
including these beautiful flowers
and the croton
that led us to the visitor's center
across the bridge
over the jungle growth
that we all
admired
before heading in to the rain forest where we first encountered these
falls
at which we took a group picture of our group
and of the neighboring group
before heading to the trail
and winding down
down
down
around
across bridges
until we saw water
and took a picture of this gentleman
who was embarrassed that he stepped into our picture that he
insisted on taking this picture
since he didn't realize he was the subject. After getting to
the end
we stood on the bridge
and watched the guitar player
and the falls
which were the main attraction for Peter
who took this picture
while I took this one
and we began the long walk back up the 434 steps.
A few sites in the rain forest characterized our personalities
before we drove on past the Saint Just sign
and past the monument to the first governor
to this point
which was best illustrated sans flash
and then on to the rental car return
where we removed the luggage
and tags
and took the courtesy van to the airport
where we checked in
and Suzanne led the walk
to our gate where Suzanne's yawn and Peter's cell phone
gave the feel of the end of the vacation. As we prepared to board
we were happy that we hadn't lost our heads on vacation
even though the vegetarian
and regular
dinners eaten to completion
might have encouraged it.
Once back home, all we could do was reclaim our baggage
for one more search
for shells and sea glass brought on by the waves
as they came in
and my haul
was fine. Suzanne
and I
were ready to go as I took a final self portrait
and admired the chips
left behind while we went to the parking lot
and Suzanne took a few pictures of me
and me one of the scene
and a few of her
and the bilingual sign
before the Kramers drove up
and we loaded the car
for what would be a truly unique ride to the airport, hopefully
never to be repeated.
