Two more sleeps

Only two more sleeps until we fly north to colder temperatures. Tonight we took our hosts out to El Barracuda for dinner. The food was okay... but the setting was perfect for a sunset meal!

Hand woven baskets and bags at the market

Iguana or garrobo?

We had a visitor to the pool today. Was he/she an iguana or a garrobo?

Going for a swim?

The saline water did nothing to deter this fast swimmer!

Getting out of the pool seemed to be a bit difficult.

After a refreshing dip there was a little monkey business on the wall!

One of them was digging a hole in the garden for a future deposit of eggs.

This morning

A morning photo...everyone is in quiet recovery mode!

THE party

Last night we celebrated the creation of this beautiful home in Mismaloya.

Our hosts in party mode.

Ready to greet the guests.

The staff from Daiquiri Dick's ready to pour drinks.

A red sun was setting as over eighty guests arrived to join in the celebration. Daiquiri Dick's provided delicious Asian flavoured appies as everyone wandered through the 13,000 square foot home. Comments that I overheard included "awesome"..."unbelievable"..."there are no words to describe". It is a home that defies description and incorporates nature with a tree through the ceiling and rock formations within the walls. It is stunning!

Welcome committee

Bedroom by 9:00pm

We are usually in our room, sitting on the bed with books and/or devices by 9:00pm...unless our hosts are entertaining guests or we are dining out. Last night I found myself wondering WHY?

After much overnight analysis(with wake up calls to ponder the issue at 1:00am, 4:00am and 6:00am) I came to the following conclusion. While we socialise with a lot of people, we are also very accustomed to our alone time. Since John retired and the kids left home we spend many hours every day in each others company. There is no continual chatter with workmates or children...there is just us.

So...to live with... and connect with... and communicate with...and coordinate with other people every day for eight weeks...necessitates an escape to the bedroom around 9:00pm. It is a quiet time. We don't need to talk...just to relax.

It isn't that we don't love our hosts. They are family to us and generously welcome us into their home each year...but we also recognise that they need time to themselves as much as we do. So, when dinner is finished and cleared away, we wish them sweet dreams and drift upstairs.

St Patrick's Day in PV

The "No Trump Zone group has slowly disbanded, returning to their homes in the north. 

This morning we said farewell to Mike & Margo with a pledge to reunite next winter.

During our morning coffee we were entertained 

with a Spring Parade by children of the town.

There were angels...

...and animals...

...and bumble bees!!

Later, along our walk, we discovered the remains...

...of a TRUMP WALL!...

...and a colourful restaurant.