Monday we awoke and admired our local tree when we saw our favorite catamaran come into the shore below

before we headed into town and took an obligatory phone booth picture before seeing our favorite catamaran (as the stories grew) and the cruise ship that had docked for the day and capturing signs of the town including Natures Eyes, Mama Lolly's where we would return for lunch, and the Australian Ice Cream place. At Mama Lolly's we were happy to see their vegetarian signs and menu before we proceeded to RastaPasta and the Corner and once we found the Kramers, we returned to Mama Lolly's to admire the art work as we met Mama Lolly and took pictures of her foods even as our plates were being assembled which amused Peter Suzanne Seva and me as the sandwiches came along with the smoothie drinks and after a journey to the ScotiaBank and a quick stop at a sidewalk stand where the owner posed with Suzanne after her purchase we drove on by the Public Market got gas as we noted the sign for Obama and made our way to this beach at Coco's Resort (adjacent to Ffryes Point) where this gentleman powed with Peter after selling us chairs and this gentleman came by promising various forms of healing which I eventually embraced as Suzanne and Seva came back from their swim.

to find that beyond admiring the sea where Peter was returning, I was also having my leg treated with strange and odd smelling chemicals even as this gentleman tried to sell me on the idea of paragliding and Peter slowly made his way back to observe that despite the treatment, my treated leg seemed to attract flies while my untreated leg (I did manage to eventually escape from the treatment) did not. All of this amused Suzanne as she marched back from the water

and noted that I had completed my book as our favorite catamaran came in as Seva and Peter tested the waters (and escaped the grip of the catamaran) before we headed to Turner's Beach where a boat in the distance appeared as we read the prayer for the old (which, I suppose begins to include us) and the Turner's menu before watching the sun and settling on the beach with our drinks only to see the catamaran arrive once as we swam and avoided its grip even as the sun began to set so that Peter and Seva settled in at the restaurant and we recorded the sun going down

before bringing out the insect repellent so that Suzanne Peter Seva and I could prepare for dinner and have our drinks as the cat came back and placemats and coasters were out but didn't disguise our gear spread about as the condiments were served and the coke raised Peter's spirits as my vegetable curry Peter and Seva's burgers and Suzanne's lobster salad were served before the moon rose and we headed home later to enjoy a Wadadli, the local beer and the name given to our favorite catamaran and some papaya.