Oh my God, I'm cracking up right now. The two young men that are staying in the condo below us rented scooters today, and they've been quite busy ferrying around a couple of young ladies. Just now, we heard the scooters start up--putt putt putt--and one of the guys went "wooo-HOOOO!" That's when I sang "born to be wild."
We've been so lucky with weather this week! Ken went golfing again this morning, and I stayed back to do little things like taking out the recycling (Yes, we recycle here, too!) and getting fresh towels. We made a trip to the fresh fish market and got swordfish steaks and the fish with the bestest name ever, wahoo! We had the wahoo tonight, and it was mighty tasty. Ken has mastered the fish grilling thing.
Late in the afternoon, we slathered on the sunscreen and headed out for some extended beach and ocean time. I got some good sun today (With no burn--yay! Or should I say "Wahoo!") and it was fun to spend lots of time in the ocean. The tide was coming in, and those were some powerful waves! I try to turn my back to them, but one caught me right in the gut, and I felt like I'd been punched in the stomach. I think I even said, "Oof!"
Howard, ask and ye shall receive. Since we were frolicking today, I made sure that we got pictures of it! Here's one of Ken--he got a boogie board today and was having fun with that.
Here are two of me--am I looking frolickey enough? Wavin' to everyone!
And here is a cool sand sculpture that a guy made. Shortly after I got the pic, one of them fell, and then the tide got them all. Notice the tiki god...somewhere, Peter Brady is quaking in his boots....
