The next day was our last day there and the morning was overcast
as we recorded the coconut
outside our right. We went to the equipment place
and returned the snorkels before following the path to
hawks nest beach
where the water was fine
and Suzanne got her toes
wet as I admired the view
and looked down the beach
ad Suzanne swam away
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from the water.
Our last lunch began with drinks
and then a salad
and a grilled cheese sandwich
just like I'd have in my childhood with condiments
so that I could make the clean plate club
as I said good bye to the guys at the dock
and got on the boat
to head back to reality with this gentleman
and this gentleman, Dick Lesser
with whom I spoke. There were various lines to navigate
at the airport before this woman
sold us duty free liquor
to beat the tax and make us have more to carry. We then went through
the baggage lines
cleared customs, security, ... and got a view of the plane
that would take us home. Once on board, I took out my book
ate the chips
and dijonaise
as the horrible sandwiches came
and provided inspiration for the Paul and Judy picture
that would summarize the trip.