Off to Delphi with friends! Thursday March 21, 2019

We are back to the current time frame. So all those who only read blogs posts about the current situation can rejoice!

What’s a good blog post with out some eye candy? You should know from past blog posts, that I find David Gandy terribly attractive. Steve gives me lots of grief when I mention that I find someone terribly attractive. I mistakenly mentioned years ago that I found the former senator from Massachusetts, Scott Brown as terribly attractive. Steve found this quite amusing. You remember him, he posed for as a nude centerfold years ago. Not that I have any of his pictures stored under my mattress or as screen saver….Anyway, back to the present. I have only eyes for Steve and David Gandy looking smolderingly from the window of a perfume store. Sigh.

Well our friends M and G are on the trip with us. They must have thought I was nuts to all of a sudden dart away from the TSA pre check line to take some random picture of a perfume store. Steve, who tries to remain unsurprised by my darting, could only roll his eyes. He knew there must have been some bright and shiny object to distract me.

M and G were instructed to go left, at the Pre Check lane, Steve and I to the right. Their Line looked shorter, and I was quite disturbed. I got more unhappy as our line seemed to be stuck in a holding pattern as -I kid you not-rolls of toilet paper had to be placed on the conveyor belt of the x-ray machine one at a time.

Eventually enough rolls of the toilet paper were removed from the box and it could be smashed enough so that the big box could go through the scanner.

We finally met up with M and G. They ended up in the regular line and had to remove their shoes, while we did not.

We found our gate where we sat and sat. We were pretty tired already, as we had a 5:15 car pickup from our house. M and G had to be up even earlier, as they live 20 minutes away.

There was a man sitting across from us, who seemed to be quite proud of his legs. Steve got me chuckling as he mentioned that the man “Must be very proud of his yams”. Yams? I started to giggle, they are called “gams, not yams!”. “Gam’s are only describing female legs, anyway”, I retorted!

We finally loaded onto the plane. Steve and I each had aisle seats. I looked at the seats on the left and the right. There was a large gentleman on the left, so i picked the lady on the right to sit next to. Steve doesn’t’ let anyone invade his space. He is a manspreader! The girl next to me was petite, and I didn’t have any problems with sharing the row.

I watched A Star Is Born. I liked it, but I am always driven crazy by managers and other friends who only have their own lives as a priority. I had seen the other versions before also, with Judy Garland and James Mason, and also the one with Barbra Streisand and Kris Kristofferson. After A Star is Born, I got to watch Bar Rescue, which is always one of my favorites. I like My 600 pound life, and also Hoarders. I do like to watch other peoples problems!

I was quite excited about the second Bar Rescue that was aired at 12:00, all about a Titty bar called Chicks on Dix! Unfortunately we landed and I missed the outcome!

Oh, well I will just have to try to find it on television another time!

We landed and wandered around the terminal until we found our gate. Although we didn’t have precheck, the line through the regular security was short. Our gate area was deserted as our flight wasn’t going to depart for another three hours.

We decided to have lunch at Nick’s Tomato Cafe. M is hidden behind G. Steve and G are wearing plaid shirts. Steve alway seems to wear a plaid shirt on his traveling days.

The pizza was very good. Steve and I had the mushroom pizza. M and G had the vegetable pizza.

We also each shared a plastic box of salad.

The guys were still a little hungry so we ordered another meat pizza.

Our waitress was a little bit cranky, so Steve deducted two dollars from his tip for her crankiness. Years ago, we used to eat dinner at a local restaurant and Steve loved one of the waitresses cute hair. He always left her an extra dollar because of her perfect hair. This way 30 years ago when a dollar was worth something! We ended up knowing her socially, and always laughed at the story.

Our plane was delayed for over an hour, but we finally were called to the gate and onto the plane.

Unfortunately Steve and I got the dreaded row 3, with no window.

I asked Steve if he could ask the flight attendant if we could move up to row 2 as no one was sitting there. She was really nice and let us move up.

We flew out of West Palm Beach and there were lots of private jets. This beautiful plane took off just before us. Someday I may have lots and lots of money and be able to blow it on a private jet ride! Now that will be a very excellent adventure! We flew over the coast, and got to ogle at all the big high rises.

After about 45 minutes we landed at Marsh Harbour. There had been a lot of rain earlier in the day. We were hoping that the coming week would not be filled with rain. Our first canapé was fried artichokes with dip. Sorry about the fuzziness, I must have been shaking the phone with excitement at being at Delphi again.

Second canapé was tuna on a cracker, or more formally vitello tonnatto!

Our first course was watermelon salad with feta cheese.

No one claimed the biggest fish, so Max took honors of head of the table. Steve, G and I had the Hogfish, with soft polenta and asparagus.

M, who is a vegetarian, had the lemon couscous, with asparagus and broccoli.

For dessert we had Ibiza mint and anise cheesecake, with Dulce de leche cream, and blackberry coulis.

That’s all for today.

Will M and G still be our friends by the end of the vacation?

Will G catch his first bonefish?

Will Steve sit at head of the table?

Author: lindalant

Lover of luxury travel. My husband and I are retired and are traveling meeting people and having excellent adventures. LindasExcellentAdventures.com is my blog site.

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