The rain gods are telling us something – it’s coming down in sheets.
Bummer since we leave tomorrow so today was our last blast of heavy duty doses of vitamin D. Last chance til spring for a good tennis match. Last chance for lunch on the veranda. Last chance for a swim in the ocean. Last five mile run without layers of long underwear.
I can’t make myself start to pack because that means the inevitable. I’ll be optimistic and hope for a sunny afternoon. Fingers crossed.
Someone had the audacity to put towels on the two chairs that have heretofore been OURS. Sheesh.
Beyond that faux pas, I can’t stand the “save my seat” mentality at a resort that has plenty of chairs. These towels have been on the chairs for well over two hours, persons yet not appeared. I call that a flag on the play.
We’ve been mesmerized daily by what we were assuming is an egret. But in doing some googling, we aren’t so sure it is an egret, rather we think it might be a bird in the heron family. Or an ibis, but is an ibis in the egret family? Inquiring minds want to know.
We have so many unanswered questions and hope you all are smarter than we are to tell us what we need to know.
- Is this actually an egret?
- Is it a male or female we see foraging every morning?
- Do they mate for life?
- What can they possibly eat with such a long thin neck?
- Do they have an inner clock to know what time high tide is? He shows up almost exactly the same time every day.
- Is there a family back in the mango grove or would he live alone?
- Do they eat just once a day?
- Is their vision that remarkable that they can actually SEE the fish in the water? Note that in the video he watched the entire time, never actually eating a thing. We stopped the camera well past the minute mark. He’s a patient soul.
The last video was taken one of our first days here, the video I tried to post earlier and WP spit it back. Here it is now.
We’d be remiss if we didn’t show something other than bright sunny beach photos because we remember previous vacation requests to include some photos of people. Here’s today’s sampling. It’s always a fine line taking people photos without permission but I don’t think I’ve really invaded anyone’s privacy.
This couple was part of the husband wife golf tourney and although you can’t see because she’s sitting down, the wife’s skirt matched the material of his bermuda shorts and both had hats of the same zig zag material. Very cute and clever. Note: SHE’s giving me the ‘look’ as I took the photo.
Update: This morning after breakfast, we golf-carted over to the off-resort by nearby shop where the owner said he’d have my headband at 9:30 this morning. He was not even open and with the help of someone who knew him, he texted her to say we should come back in an hour “or so.” Hmmmmm. Considering the “scissors” in the thread kit wouldn’t cut anything, not even a thread, and bent in half in the first use, I’m not sure I want to pay through the nose for a $1.99 plastic headband just to keep my flowing locks out of my eyes when playing tennis.
Still on island time with Half Moon delightfully empty post-president’s day vacation. Nirvana. We’re suntanning seriously, reading, and realizing how great it is to be away. I haven’t even texted home to see how the floors turned out! It’s like why bother – if they are awful, then I’ll fret another week. If they are great, then I’ll be really happy when we come home and see them.
We golf-carted around the resort after lunch, on the hunt for a headband for me (easier said than done), and more colors of thread than the white I brought. The headband proved to be next to impossible, until we met one gift shop owner, a gentleman from India who told me HE didn’t have one, but his brother owned a store and he could have me one tomorrow. He also wanted to sell us a needle and thread kit that was marked $12.00 (for about $2.00 worth of thread!). We said we didn’t want to pay that much. He lowered the price once, we still balked, so he lowered it again and again until we found a price that suited us, and him. Back tomorrow for the headband.
On our mosey….
There’s a husband and wife golf tournament here- apparently the event is in its 31st year! We met a few couples at breakfast, dressed in highway alert green matching shirts and lo and behold, as we pulled over to the golf course, there they were, just finishing up. We’ll try and see how they did.
Did I competently put you to sleep with this incredibly boring post? It certainly put me to sleep…….