Andy once again saved our day by being a mechanic, an electrician and an all-around good sport. After dumping us at the friendly neighboring resort to play all day, he got to spend six hours rewiring the important bits necessary for ignition ‘sin fuego’.
We pretended to be useful in the morning while he made hardware and West Marine runs, and then we were shore-bound. Some examples of our work:
But really, we had the greatest day. The beach attendant at the resort was wonderful, and we were gifted with every imaginable toy to pass the time with- kites, boogie boards, a skim board, soccer balls, sand toys, etc. etc. The girls were ecstatic, and I was too; they ran with kites for hours, tumbled in the surf, and played in the shade of our cabana when the heat was too much. Five hours after THAT, we moved to the pool and blended drinks. (Andy was still upside down in the laz, no doubt loving life and feeling joy for his family.)
Once he finished his masterful task he picked us up, and for the sake of making forward motion, we motored just a bit down the waterway to Lake Boca Raton. We now sit surrounded by high rise condos intermingled with schwanky properties packed with Romanesque arbors, pools, enormous houses, docks and the inevitably humongous sport fishing boats. The waterway is still great fun to go through, but I’m beginning to feel like there are only so many ways to pack all of those amenities into a quarter of an acre.
Not sure what tomorrow holds, but I’m definitely sure that the next 30 seconds has sleep in i….
I am thinking even all the repairs in Fl are better than Feb vacation dragging by here. I know putting laundry and groceries away would seem better where you are.
I just found another folder of comments, with most of yours! (Still trying to figure out this blogging thing myself…) Yes, laundry here is definitely better, as are most little tasks… except for getting Lily to write when she’s not in the mood.