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It rained heavily last night, and it’s overcast today - and muggy. This morning I saw Bea off to the airport. Nineteen have come – eighteen have departed. Now there is only J.T. and me, and J.T. leaves on Monday. He mentioned renting scooters and going on an excursions somewhere, so when it clears up we might do that.
It was raining when we woke up. Bea decided she wanted to go for a swim, so we went down to the beach, it was absolutely deserted. The sea was calm, she waded out into the water, I stayed on the beach. “It’s warm!” she said.
After Bea left I went up to the gym, it’s about 10 minute walk, or approximately 63 beeps, depending.
Only four sunsets left - I’m going to catch up on a few things, so here goes:
Remember the baby parrot that I mentioned – not The Dude – the new one that was in the cage hutch, the one that we could only hear. Well, unfortunately it died. Francis doesn’t know why. Maybe Tiki and Sinbad will have another. By the way, The Dude is doing well. He now jumps up on my arm, perches there and chats with me. One day I picked a guava from the tree out back and left it in his cage. He ate the whole thing and the next day his beak was all covered with guava seeds and he was pooping pink. We are still working on ‘Leafs Suck’.
The Wild Thing was sold to the Riu in Bloody Bay. It now hauls AI clients from Bloody Bay to Rick’s and back.
The bats have stripped all the fruit from the apple tree. They’ve moved on to their next nocturnal buffet. The apple tree is blooming again, so it looks like the cycle will repeat itself.
I’ve had to give up my morning swims because I got a mild infection in one of my ears. It’s better now but I’m not going back to swimming just yet. But I do miss the swims.
Pub crawl notes:
1st stop – Sunset After Dark
2nd stop . . . ahh, I forgot the rest.
You know how people pass things along to others who are staying longer? There were three ladies in our group who got talked into buying a piece of ‘cake’ one evening. Normally they only drink alcohol, pina coladas to be specific, and Red Stripes. So buying cake was out of their zone. The next day they asked me for advice on how to eat the cake, they were worried they would O.D. – or whatever. I told them just to have a nibble and see how it went. Well, they did get up the gumption to try the cake, but before leaving they wanted to pass the cake, now three days old, to J.T. who was staying on. He laughed, turned it down and told them to eat it before they got on their flight home.
The ice cream truck that plies the beach road goes by at 50kph. How are you supposed to get ice cream from this guy? By the time you hear the music, he’s gone by.
Here are some random photos:
