The Champs, Hotel, Restaurant & Bar
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... in the sand.
We were picked up by Albert and then headed over to Del Max. We motored over to the National Parks and Services office to pay for our passes. It came to $13 EC ($4 US) per person. As we were waiting for our tickets it started pouring and all five kids hid under the benches on Alpert's boat. It was adorable to see them all huddled together. When the skies cleared, we made our way into ...
... people? It's a mecca for sea turtle birthing of every variety. And hides within its jungle the world's second largest boiling lake, accessible through what is considered the most challenging hike in the Caribbean.
Shortly after my arrival, Tonya and I sat down and filled the calendar with things we wanted to do. Such is our nature.
After that, there was a tropical storm. Such is the nature of the earth. What was already a jam packed calendar ...
... but just to hold your desires lightly. To be fluid, content. I've been applying it liberally to vacation.
As a former tour guide, I've seen too many people not enjoying their vacation (This glass domed train is too hot, your train's elevator got stuck, the caribou sausage is too dry, that fishing village smelled like fish...). They want things, and they're not getting them.
I want things too. In fact, I want all the things. Especially the ...
... made a pouch with the front of my rain poncho to carry my loot.
Four mangos and two coconuts later my green emergency poncho was full and I was dusted all over with black sand. I began my walk back. The beach is usually fairly empty, and even more so as everyone waited to see what Chantal would do.
But not entirely. A young blonde boy, maybe about 12, was running up and down ...
... at least not yet. Snorkeling in the rain is not uncomfortable. It's fairly easy not to notice the pattering on my back while observing the silent world gently rocking below. But as the fresh rain mixes with the salty water, the surface of the water becomes slightly cloudy. Then there's thunder. Rain is frequent but thunder is not. Tonya says she's heard it only about four times in the last year living on the island. So we proceed to walk back to the house along the beach. In a ...