Here's a weird day: the boys spent the afternoon swimming in a pool with a hot tub, waterfall and wet bar- like in the Club Med commercials (right? Club Med? Did I make that up?). We started our day at the beach. Watched the sailing center take out future captains, stumbled over a gerOss snake-fish-baby alligator thing, washed up on shore, floated...you know, it was the usual Reuter day. Nate convinced us to break for lunch, and we tried the restaurant attached to the hotel, just behind our beach bum spot. We leave our coconut tree, cross the hot sand and enter an all-white oasis; with grass, cabanas, yoga and a gift shop. After lunch, the waitress invited us to swim in the hotel pool. Nate loves this world. I hate it and feel dirty, esPECially after our trip to Lorena. But, but the boys are so happy, and have been eyeballing this pool's waterfall and high jump. So we stay, they play, I read. That's all. Tomorrow we'll go crabbing.
What IS this?
We really only see these guys around the resort. Fancy dragons.