We had originally tried to book into Idle Awhile, but they had no rooms available. We could still check out the restaurant though, so we headed over to Chill Awhile for dinner. We tend to eat really late so are often one of the last groups seated at whatever restaurant we are eating at. We were finding on this trip that often meant the best tables were reset and waiting for us.

I ordered the Shrimp Rundown and Sunshine had the Lobster Thermadore.


He was in heaven. I was glad the restaurant wasn't busy, because he was having trouble not audibly enjoying his meal. Mine was just alright. They were nice shrimp, though I'm not sure they had been deveined as well as they could have been. My experience with rundown is it is not a spicy dish, but it should still be flavorful. This one was a bit bland. The bill gave me a bit of sticker shock, but we had just had shrimp and lobster beach front. Maybe if I had enjoyed my meal more I would feel we'd got better value. The service was very good, but there was only one other table occupied, so no one was being tested.

For a time every evening we'd fall into the period where our rhythm became very simple. We'd head down to the beach to put our feet in the sea.


We are never purposely in past our ankles, but every once in a while, a particularly big set of waves catches us out and manages to soak our shorts. We bring down our drinks and move about on the edge of the surf. If you stand still in matter of minutes you'll find yourself sunk into the sand up to your ankles. I let that happen again and again. We talk about everything and nothing. Either the call of nature or an empty cup chases us away. If the bar is open, the solution might be simple. If not, it might be a trip back to the room. Then we repeat. When we eventually call it a night, we are a little salty and a little sandy and it's all irie.