We eat the pineapple on the road back to HSH. We get back to the room and cut a mango up. I’m feeling almost human again. We spend a little time on the verandah and I’m feeling a lot better. We run field of vision checks on the balcony and discover there is only the corner in the right for semi-privacy and only at night. Some of the verandah games will need to find a new playing field.
We suit up and head down for some time on the sundecks and our first swim in the sea. We stop and grab a couple of drinks, I’m not quite ready to jump all the way back in, I order just a Ting. We start down the stairs to the sea. We had walked down them last night in the dark which was a little sketchy with just my iphone flashlight. In the daylight they look spectacular. A series of crisscrossing stairs and bridges traverse between multiple sun decks and dives, all at different levels eventually leading down to a sea access deck with a ladder.
We set up on the farthest west deck, orienting the chairs to the track of the sun. We break out the books, Hunger Games for Sweetie Pie and I’m reading Lamb: The Gospel According to Biff by Christopher Moore. I notice that Sweetie Pie is using an unusual bookmark. “Did you fold up Beautiful Dreamer to use as a bookmark?” I ask. “Yes,” she replies coyly, “I want to always remember where I am.”
I tell her about what I was thinking this morning about being sick in paradise. She agrees and says she didn’t mind too much, she is devouring the book. I tell her my biggest disappointment about this morning was I had intended on waking her with a whisper in the ear, “Beautiful Dreamer, Awake Unto Me!” She likes that.
I point out an interesting visual effect that minds of a particular persuasion find interesting. Sweetie Pie is not of that persuasion so she is usually interested when I can describe or show something to her that sort of explains things a little. When you sit on a deck on the edge of a cliff you can set yourself so that as you look out to sea you can have an uninterrupted view of the sky and sea stretching to the horizon through the extent of your peripheral vision. Because there is little to nothing for your brain to process in context to other objects and the focal point of the horizon is so far way it is very easy to slip into a 2 dimensional mode of processing the image. It can be as if your staring at the most amazing painting you’ve ever seen. If you turn your head steadily and quickly to the cliff behind you are suddenly presented with an incredibly 3 dimensional surface at very close focus. It can play some fun mind games with you. Sweetie Pie finds it NEARLY as fascinating as I do.
