Friday began with beautiful sun possibly because of the red sky Suzanne had sought the night before
and as we surveyed the territory
Suzanne took out our locally grown pineapple
and a sharp knife
cut off top
and bottom
sliced it in half
and quarters
and soon there were pieces for all to enjoy
before we adjourned to the porch for breakfast
and this was my cereal with which I finished the milk
before the view of the day
lured us into the car to head to Club Med Beach where this garbage can
did not reflect the beauty of the beach
as we made our way
to this sheltered spot
as Ben drank some water.
We settled in on the beach with some in shade
and some in sun
and with odd supports
for our structure
as we observed the 3 who had settled near us on a fairly deserted beach
though our group was contented to be as we were
with our lovely structure
and views down the beach
not to mention my daily foot picture
as the beach and seaweed
was not noticed by Ben on his towel
or Suzanne into her book
or Sarah and Ed in the shade
or Jane with book raised to the sun
as I sat in my scavenged beach chair
and then went to collect some money from the car only to return to see that a dog had been adopted by our group
and made himself at home
as thin clouds formed
and we decided to gather our possessions,
shaking out towels
and head to Our Beach House for lunch
where I recorded the many pages of the menu
and Suzanne
Ben
Jane
Ed
Sarah
and I
enjoyed eating in so beautiful a place
as waters were brought
and coconuts hung on a nearby tree
as drinks arrived -- for Ed
iced tea for Ben
rum punch for me
pina colada for Suzanne
limon Bicardi and sprite for Jane
and for Sarah
and so I admired the nearby foliage while awaiting our lunches which were served tapas style (i.e. one at a time).
Lunch was limited because they were out of grouper, so Suzanne had a chicken salad
Ben had jumbo shrimp
which came with bread,
Ed had the last of the grouper in his grouper burger with excellent fries
Jane had a salad
and Sarah had a Greek salad which she meant to share with me
though it took a dog's life in time
for my vegetarian pizza to arrive
and by then, much of the Greek salad was gone
though one piece of pizza remained
as this car drove onto the beach
which caused Ed to decided to model sunglasses starting with Ben's
then Jane's
and mine.
After this Jane tried Ben's,
Ben tried Jane's
Ed tried mine
and as the bill came,
I tried Jane's.
Being well fed, we headed off to Ten Bay Beach on the Caribbean side
where we agreed to keep the beach tidy
even as some of us went quite deep, the water being shallow almost forever
and Suzanne looked for sea debris
as the 3 heads -- Ben, Sarah and Ed -- bobbed
and Jane continued with her book
until Ben, Sarah and Ed made their way back
and we continued our time on the beach
before Jane and Ben returned to the water for a last dip.
On the way home, we stopped at Burrows where we purchased Goombay Punch among other things
and were amazed by its color.
I also checked out the local currency
as Suzanne poured the pina coladas made for our cocktail half hour
during which time I recorded my foot.
Next we drove into town and parked near the yellow structure
to walk to the fish fry
by the pink library
and came to this structure
with drink
and food menus
and a view to the little island
with a church across the way
and a wonderful ad for rum bubbas
which our party seemed to enjoy
though as we were warned, it tastes like fruit punch and acts like rum,
and then we caught the ad from the opposite direction in slightly better light
as the sink by the sea appeared and it was only later that we understood its purpose
as we all settled into our shared (but level) table
continuing to enjoy the view
as conch started to appear
along with other ingredients at the sink.
But we made our way back to the food structure
where the sauce was exceptional
and watched our meals
as they were created.
There was fried fish for Jane, Suzanne and Ed
a pork chop for Ben
chicken for Sarah
and I had a sampling of all the sides -- potato salad, cole slaw, mac and cheese and the rice and peas.
Ed did a nice job of cleaning his fish
as did Suzanne
and Sarah did as well with her chicken
as a moth appeared on her plate
and then the dancing began.
Suzanne and Jane
looked better when illuminated
and soon were joined by Sarah and Ed
as Ben and Jane danced
along with Suzanne
and Ed and Sarah were too fast for the camera
until they slowed down
so that I could also take this self portrait
as Suzanne and I made our way until the rains came and we headed home.
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and as we surveyed the territory
Suzanne took out our locally grown pineapple
and a sharp knife
cut off top
and bottom
sliced it in half
and quarters
and soon there were pieces for all to enjoy
before we adjourned to the porch for breakfast
and this was my cereal with which I finished the milk
before the view of the day
lured us into the car to head to Club Med Beach where this garbage can
did not reflect the beauty of the beach
as we made our way
to this sheltered spot
as Ben drank some water.
We settled in on the beach with some in shade
and some in sun
and with odd supports
for our structure
as we observed the 3 who had settled near us on a fairly deserted beach
though our group was contented to be as we were
with our lovely structure
and views down the beach
not to mention my daily foot picture
as the beach and seaweed
was not noticed by Ben on his towel
or Suzanne into her book
or Sarah and Ed in the shade
or Jane with book raised to the sun
as I sat in my scavenged beach chair
and then went to collect some money from the car only to return to see that a dog had been adopted by our group
and made himself at home
as thin clouds formed
and we decided to gather our possessions,
shaking out towels
and head to Our Beach House for lunch
where I recorded the many pages of the menu
