Good morning! One of the pleasures of going south during the winter is seeing flowers in bloom. I had a cup of coffee with milk and sugar again. Yesterday I actually asked for half and half. I have no idea if I got it or not. I met a guy in the grocery store once and we had quite the discussion of the merits of half and half versus light cream in your coffee. I thought there was no difference. The man insisted on light cream. No worries, Steve was in the milk aisle getting our 2% milk for cereal! I decided to go for the fried eggs and bacon. That bacon was really good, the eggs were very fresh, the color of the yolk was very vibrant. I am not sure if that means the eggs were fresh or not, but supposedly most of the food at this resort is farm to table. I asked if they had juice this morning and got fresh pineapple juice. It was a almost like a smoothie, so cold and delicious.
After breakfast I did some stretching. The Physiatrist that I go to says I have to stretch for 30 minutes each day. We are hoping that it will help my arthritis and overall body movement. I don’t need surgery, but I do have real range of motion issues. I even brought a yoga mat with me. Now that is dedication. I think that they have a yoga studio here, I may explore to find it, or may not. It was nearing lunch time, so I went back to check out our pool. That’s my gear on the chaise lunge all the way to the right. It gets shadier there first in the afternoon, so I figured I better claim it while our neighbors were off examining the Mayan ruins. Steve had mentioned yesterday that we have a lot of equipment on our roof. i think that is equipment to heat the hot water, and also for the wifi up in the canopy suites. Lunch was the green salad with chicken. Today they chef put watermelon on the salad. There was a big noisy group at lunch today. About 12 people. They were talking very loudly. I heard snippets of the conversation, San Francisco, chocolate, cereal, no fat and cancer. I hope they are not staying here.
After lunch it was back to the pool where I waited for Steve. Let’s hope he catches a fish!
Yay! Steve caught his permit. Now we can all relax.
Before dinner I asked Steve if he wanted to go on the tram with me down to the river. I asked our neighbors earlier today if they had gone on it and they said they had. She is afraid of heights, as I am so I did not want to do it by myself.
On our way to the tram I spied the cookies that I had mentioned in yesterday’s blog post. I couldn’t refuse and tried one.
It was pretty good.
Here is Steve getting in the tram.
Down we headed on the tram to the river.
There was a French couple who wanted to walk down the steps. There were a lot of steps.
Then another couple came following their friends.
We got to the bottom. I was worried that they would want to go back with us in the tram, it only holds four people and we would be six!
I asked Steve to take a picture of me as most of my pictures are of him. (Actually they are of him, food, his fish and other stuff.) I don’t trust him often with a camera. He did an alright job here. I am in the center of the picture and in focus. The clothes that I am wearing have insecticide in them. I am tying to not get bitten by bugs. Now, not only will I be rotting from the inside out with all my strange ailments, but will have my outer layer decay at the same time. Just give me another 20 years or so, that should be enough to keep me happy. By then just think how many blog followers I may have!
There was some construction going on. I think they are making a new pathway to the river. There was supposed to be a gym here, but I sure wouldn’t want to come down here and exercise.
Here we have Steve looking at the river. I am not sure what he is thinking. I just pray that he stays between the crocodiles and me. There were kayaks for those individuals who wanted to paddle around. No thank you.
One of the French guys stayed longer to get pictures. It was very pretty out. I liked the reflection in the water of the trees. Except for that smudge in the water. Do you think it was a crocodile? I didn’t stay long enough to find out. So back up the tram we went. The French people all went up the stairs. No wonder they were so slim and trim. The one lady was looking for her husband. I hope he returned, safe and sound. Deviled eggs were are amuse bouche tonight. I do like a good deviled egg. These were quite fresh, sometimes they are made hours in advance so the yolk is quite hard. These were very creamy. Steve had the green salad, which was very similar to my salad at lunch minus the chicken. No your eyes are not out of focus, it was the low light. I had the conch fritters for my starter.
Steve’s entree was the filet mignon wrapped in bacon with the fried egg on top.
I had the shrimp creole with rice. Thankfully it was not too spicy.
Steve had another glass of red wine for dessert. I had a ginger curd with coconut cookie and some kind of fruit sauce. Steve asked me what kind of fruit it was. I couldn’t remember from the menu and was too tired to ask. I liked the sauce very much. The family at the next table ordered a Happy Mama drink with their dinner. The father and the grandfather said they were going to rename it a Happy Dad. Perhaps I will have another specialty drink Sunday night before dinner.
Have you ever caught a permit?
Can you tell the difference between half and half and light cream?
Do you know the difference between an alligator and a crocodile?