These droplets of rain on our window told the story of the next day (and the ones after that) even as we looked out at the building which housed the Kramers and the scenery beyond which was the road to the beach (where even 6 wheel drive could not bring us back). Suzanne had her breakfast and we checked out the views by the swimming pool as I had my coffee and reading and we admired the setting we were in

complete with views down to Zoni Beach before starting our walk down to the beach which was as beautiful as the pictures show though the weather did not make it attractive to do more than wade and leave foot prints even as we learned about the local turtles. Behind the beach was this scenery which was deeply affected by the weather conditions ad we made our way down the beach and I peeked behind the beach into the jungle where lovely little ants were doing their thing before we made our way back to the parking area and past the various garbage and recycling receptacles and back to the lot across from ours where Mr. Erler was building his house which would be the envy of our car with its license plate. Once down the stairs we were in the house but gathering to depart once more as I determined that with flash and without, the glass didn't quite let me join the picture. On our journey to explore the island, we came across the fruit stand, this being Friday and so the day for fresh fruit. For some reason, my camera did not enjoy this picture and indeed, this was the last picture I was permitted for quite some time as the camera first entered a mode where it told me to turn it off and on and then starting grinding gears and finally had trouble focusing. As a result there are limitations to what follows though it all ends happily.

Indeed, after Flamenco Beach and Melones and a trip to the top of the mountain (such as it was) and Jolly Rogers restaurant, we made our way home and the camera permitted a few photos of our room and then we came across Peter deeply in a trance about MazeCube before we had hors d'ouveres and drinks that brought Seva Suzanne and me back to life for the journey to Susie's restaurant where this was the menu which engaged Suzanne Seva and Peter but not me as the bushwhackers came with the unusual glass of wine and the appetizers and waters and main courses which could only work if they had lots of crunchy things on top

as elegantly prepared by Susie who may have some difficulties ahead since we were the only people in the restaurant and were not inspired to make a return visit. Back at the house, Seva and I played a game of scrabble which ended with this board.