Pop Art Hotel
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Breakfast in the room .Takout breakfast from Wendys.
Walk by the beach to Marriot Hotel.
Met a guard who just came from RP.Waiting for his Pinoy family.
Play ping pong with Gary,a vacationer from Waterbury,Ct.Young and athletic.
Ate in BUN hamburger place.
Angus beef meat with all the works.
Had sorbet in Baskin Robbins.
Use gym of hotel-treadmill.
DJ playing all day long in the grounds.
Wedding in the beach at 5PM.
I awake before Peter today and head out onto the balcony as the sun is rising over the ocean. It is around 7.30 and we are not scheduled to arrive into San Juan until about mid-day. The ocean is a flat calm as we make a steady 17 knots southward. I see some flying fish flitter out of our way as they skim across the water. Peter is soon awake and fetches coffees from the concierge lounge which is situated just a deck below us.
... my shift starting at 4am and finishing anywhere from 6pm - 9pm. They were long days in the sun, but they were only for short bursts and more often than not sweetened by a nice little tip at the end. I remember thinking on countless occasions that the amount of time I am happy in this job is about double that of any previous job, and I've had a few. Being cooked for by a chef daily, girls doing your washing, the commute to work was walking up two flights of stairs, ...
... supposed to sail at 8:30, but it did not move until after 9:30. Bob went to "work" while we browsed the shops. I bought a pendant that looked like sapphire but is just some sort of glass. Very pretty though. For $80.
Tomorrow morning we will be at St. Croix where we will have a private snorkeling trip, with just the 4 of us. I will need to get up early at 6, to get everything ready. It’s almost mid-night. I am going to wash and go to bed ...
... BTW--I'm proud of the fact that I'm a real ****** poet so as you read this review I may break out with one of my bad poems, so you'll just have to put up with me. I'm on a boat A big old boat, It weighs a thousand tons How do they make it float? I'm on a ship A big old ship I've seen the Titanic movie How come she doesn't flip? Now I don't know physics And not good at deep thinking But what exactly keeps these big old ships from ...