Life's a Beach..7 Mile Beach to be exact
Trip Start Feb 23, 2007
3Trip End Mar 02, 2007
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As I said earlier, this is a beach day, our first beach day since our arrival, so after breakfast we go back to the hotel to hit the beach. Our traveling companions are woke and ready to go so we gather our things and off we go. It's still early, so it's not too crowded, we set up camp under a palapa. As soon as Island Bwoy Jr. sees the sand, he starts kicking it around, he loves sand and everything about it, he even tries to eat it, his dad obliges him by burying him in it.
Island Bwoy wants me to join him on a jet ski ride....umm no!!! He knows how I feel about water especialy jet skis. He is persistent, I eventually give in, he wants me to share this experience with him and I love him, so ok I'll swallow my deep seated fears of drowning for him. LOL. I ask our friends to watch our son while we take a ride. We walk down the beach to the guy we are renting from, I accept the lifevest from the operator, gingerly scoot on the the machine, wrap my arms as tight as I possibly can around my husband's waist and off we go. At first it is not that bad but as we move further and further from the shore line, he decides to let it rip and give it some gas, this thing is a beast and Island Bwoy is riding him for all it's worth, he's loving it and I am quietly going insane. I am frightened but refuse to show it although when we are riding over rough water, I ask him to slow down as I feel like I am going to slide right off the seat. As the ride progresses, I relax some and begin to enjoy it, not enough to do it again but I can get through these last few minutes. We start to move back to shore, I am ever so grateful this death ride is over!!!. Now Island Bwoy wants to go parasailing, I have done this before, so I have no real apprehension, so we seal the deal with a bredren of his and wait for the boat to pick us up. Again, I am not a fan of water sports, so anytime I am too far int he oacen, I become almost paralyzed with fear, we climb into the boat but I sit as low as I can while Island Bwoy sits as close to the bow as he can. We pick up two more people, then head out deeper in the ocean. We must switch to the craft that we will actually be parasailing from, all this switching boats is tedious for me, I just want to get up in the air, we harness up while waiting our turn, we are called up the platform and given instructions on what to do.
We return from our adventure only to find our likkle one overtaken by a nap (i guess the effect of playing too hard) and we are hungry, so Island Bwoy adn our friend walk over to Norm's Yard Food to see what's on the menu today, we decide on jerk chicken and brown stew fish, after a few minutes we are tearing into steaming containers of food washed down with Red Stripes. Junior wakes up finally but as usual he only wants to eat the meat, so I share my meal with him. The requisite rain shower begins as a trickle then the skies open up and it pours, so we grab our stuff and make a run for it to our room. God gave us the perfect reason to slow down and take a nap, so that is what we do. A few hours pass by, when we wake it is late,hubby promised his cousin to pick her up from work, so he makes a mad dash to get her while I get myself and Junior dressed for dinner. The sun has gone down, so we know dinner is calling, soon Island Bwoy returns, we check with our friends for dinner but they have eaten at Angela's already, so we head to Norm's for a quick bite. Grilled lobster is calling my name, so that with mashed potoatoes is my order, the pickney gets his old faithful of french fries and chicken fingers and hubby tries the baby back ribs. We people watch as we have drinks, an interesting exchange is taking place before our eyes....a couple at another table seem to be closing a deal so to speak (I know yall are smart so you catch my meaning) and it fun to watch. Our meal arrives, it looks as good as it smells,we dig in.....delicious, in no time at all it is gone, we are sitting back like fat cats unable to move an inch. We pay the check, walk to our room and catch a movie on the tube before calling it a day.