There is a path that leads to what remains of the cottages. But I wasn’t wearing the proper shoes and he wasn’t wearing any at all so venturing beyond the beach and into the bush will be saved for the next time.

Taking photos of the outside I notice trees full of mangos. Mangos galore! I felt like I found a gold mine. I got Elvis’ attention and showed him the fruit suspended high, out of my reach. I told him how much I love mangos. He searched the ground until he found this long pole.



I sat on the steps watching him scope the clusters of mangos until he spotted the ones ripe for eating.

Didn’t take much poking for one to drop and then another. Just in time because I was ready for a snack.