We’ve now reached the point in vacation planning where I start obsessively checking weather forecasts, flight details, reservations, etc. At the moment, the next ten days are a solid strip of “showers” according to the National Weather Service. I hope that’s just your typical early morning showers and not the all day torrential downpour type. I’ll feel awfully silly sitting by the pool in a driving rain pounding down rum punch… But I’ll do it if I have to.
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A while yet…
Even if all I did was sit on the beach and read, grab an occasional rum punch, and eat whenever the mood struck me, I’d have a while yet before this vacation got old. Of course that’s not all that’s in the cards. It’s a snorkling trip tomorrow, probably an island tour on Saturday, and then climbing back on a 757 for the ride back to the world. Time hasn’t grown so short that my thoughts have turned brooding just yet, but every sunset is a reminder that an end is coming and that it’s almost time to be an adult again.
Maybe a little too much…
A little too much sun this afternoon combined with a little too much rum and a sunset cruise this evening have conspired to make this a bit of a rough evening. I definitely think I’m over the rum punch for the rest of the night. Of course if someone twists my arm, I could possibly be convinced to give it one more go. As it is, I’m struggling to get up the steam to wander across the beach for dinner and steel drums at Iggie’s.
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