Friday, March 11, 2011

Day Eighteen

More of the same for today.

I woke up a little before Jade and ran down to secure two lounge seats on the beach - setting a towel and a book on each it all you need to call dibs. Then I stopped at the hotel computers to blog for an hour and check email, and picked up our breakfast coupons at the front desk. I went up to the room knowing Jade would just be rolling out of bed, and no surprises - she was just rolling out of bed. I put a little hustle in her, and we headed to breakfast. If only we could conjure an appetite for Vietnamese food in the mornings - the fish dumplings and noodle dishes looked pretty good (had we been eating lunch or dinner).

Suits on and down to the beach. Really nothing to describe other than reading for most of the day (this can only happen if I absolutely have nothing to do). We laid on loungers - beneath thatched coconut palm umbrellas - listening to the rolling waves and the Russian's talking while we read. We only had to say no thank you once to the kid renting his jet ski for the day. After a few hours, I was a bit hot and antsy (story of my life) - so I relocated us to the pool side. We applied copious amounts of sun screen and got milkshakes - 1 coconut - 1 chocolate. We needed something to do while we followed the 15 minute dry time of the sun screen.

We read some more - and we floated in the pool. We ended up spending most of the time in the kiddie pool as it was shallower and thus warmer. I was nervous for the newest arrival to our resort - a 12 year old boy - gleaming with energy and no attention span. He was jumping in all over the pool - diving - cannon balls - belly flops intended as dives. I jokingly said - where is his mother - someone needs to tell him to be careful, it makes me nervous when he dives in like that. And then I started to really be nervous for him. Someone should tell him - no diving.

After a full day in the sun, we cleaned up and went out for dinner - nothing much to write about - it was ok. I think I got a bottle of old beer - it tasted a little skunky and warm.

And then - once again - a little tv and bed.

1 comment:

  1. 18 days - you have a done an amazing job of bringing your trip to life for those of us reading your blog! It sounds like it was a wonderful honeymoon:) The travel days are always tough - I wish you a quick, safe, smooth trip home. Mamas are always happy to get their children home safe and sound. Love you kids, mom.

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