Steve and I headed down the road to the main lodge for breakfast. Steve would be going off with a guide and I was planning on riding.
Fresh yogurt at breakfast.
Granola and fresh fruit.
Quiche with a avocado.
I went on a ride with my wrangler.
She took a picture of me facing both directions!
I spied some deer outside our cabin after my ride.
I went back to the lodge to look around. If you wanted to you could hang out at night around a fire pit. We never did!
My sandwich. Brisket sandwich with match stick french fries.
Lunch included some great cookies! Many chocolate chips in these cookies.
Before Dinner Steve got to sign the book at High Lonseome for getting a grand slam. He became a member of The Grand Slam Club. There had been only 8 people so far this year to have reached this highly coveted accomplishment! He caught a brook, cutthroat, cut-bow and a brown trout. He got a special pin and bragging rights. All the fish have to be caught in one day. There was much festivities involved with the announcement, the chart signing and then the pin presentation. Well done Steve! Not for nothing, but Steve is generally one of the best anglers anywhere he goes!
Steve caught 23 fish this day including this four pound Rainbow!
Dinner started with a Frisée Salad and a fried egg on top.
Fresh rolls in butter.
Cassoulet with rabbit, elk and venison.
Apple Crisp ala mode for dessert.
One of the guests was Gennifer with a G. She loved Orange!
She had her orange hat!
And her orange boots! Gennifer with a G’s boots and hat were all custom made.
What is your favorite color?
Did you know that there used to be a car dealership in Albany called Orange Ford?
Their billboards had on them “What color is your Orange Ford?”. I thought that was the greatest. Unfortunately they were acquired by another dealership.
The former manager of Orange Ford was accused of embezzling over $750,000! So my next question is…Have you been caught embezzling over $750,000? I have no interest in any amounts under that number.
Steve was out fishing for the day (surprise, surprise!)and I decided to drive to Fruita to see where all the fruit is grown that this area is know for. Fruita has an average of 300 days of sunshine a year. The weather is mild and there is plenty of water from the nearby Colorado River to irrigate the fruit trees.
While I was out and about Steve caught this monster fish. He caught it on the K Bar T on the White River. It was four pounds and 22 inches. As Steve does catch and release fishing he released it unharmed for someone else to catch on another day. He had a slow day as he only caught 4 fish. However if you catch a fish like this monster, you don’t really care how many fish you caught!
Here are some bowls of the local fruit from breakfast.
I could see this mesa along I-70.
Here is a closeup.
Fruita was very small. Population of around 13,000.
The Colorado River runs through town.
There was grape growing.
Interesting story alert!!!!!
Something that happened way before my time, but especially notable was the tale of Mike the Headless Chicken. In 1947 Mike’s owner tried to decapitate him for a chicken dinner. The axe was able to remove most of his head, except for the jugular vein, his ear and most of the brain stem.
When the chicken did not die, the owner decided to feed Mike with an eye dropper. Mike’s owner took the chicken on the side show circuit. Unfortunately Mike the Headless Chicken choked on a kernel of corn and died 18 months later.
In the afternoon I went for a ride.
This is where we turned around!
Before dinner we had an assortment of cheeses.
The menu for dinner.
As always at dinner there were plenty of fresh rolls.
Pot Roast as advertised!
Here is my plate of pot roast and mashed potatoes.
Dessert was Creme brûlée.
Are you surprised that there are some days that Steve does not go fishing?
Did you know that sometimes Steve does not catch a fish when he goes fishing?
Steve and I have enjoyed seeing “The Crown”, on Netflix. When I found out that Winterthur in Wilmington, Delaware was having an exhibit on the costumes for the series, I told Steve we need to check this out on our way to the Sherlock Holmes Copper Beaches Dinner meeting. That is one long run on sentence. Perhaps my longest in these series of blog postings. Since I have had an unusually long hiatus from blogging that sentence may be apt. Or I could have done a really short sentence also. Oh well!
Before we saw the exhibit we had a tram ride through the gardens. We found this pink burning bush delightful.
Here are some of the props used during the coronation scene.
The Queen’s coronation robe and gown.
Prince Phillip wore this robe.
Phil did not get a crown, but a ducal coronet.
Prince Phillip’s fancy dress uniform. My Steve never looked this fancy, but he did look equally like a prince on our wedding day. (Do you think he will buy me an extra bauble for posting this?)
This is a dress worn by Queen Mary, wife of King George V, Elizabeth’s grandmother. Many refer to her as a “magpie” because she helped herself to many jewels that were owned by others.
The jewels looked much better in the show, than in the exhibit. Steve who read all the placards told me that is because real jewels are so sparkly they look fake on TV. One of the blogs that I follow had postings about each episode and how they got the jewels correct and incorrect.
The brooch pinned to the neckline represents the Cullinan III and IV diamond. The Cullinan diamond was discovered in 1905 in South Africa. It originally weighed 3106 carats and was cut into nine stones. The oval stone is over 90 carats and the square stone over 60 carats. The Cullinan I diamond weighs 530 carats! That is the big rock in the scepter above. Those are some stones!
This is a replica of the gown worn by the then Princess Elizabeth. Like quite a few other museum goerS, I got scolded because I wanted a look at the back of the dress. That was a no no!Here is a view of the train so you don’t have to worry about being yelled at in my blog post. Steve and I had a lot of fun looking at all the costumes. It is worth a road trip to see, so go!
Then it was off to Philadelphia to check into The Union League where we were to spend the night. This was for the fall meeting of the Copper Beeches, the Sherlock Holmes Group of Philadelphia . Steve and C attend meetings in the spring and fall. We missed it in April as we were in Argentina. (To be reported on someday!)
Here are J and I on the front steps at The Raquet Club. You recall all the other years, where I take a picutre of Steve and C. J and I ended up going to the dinner. I wore that top again this past week and noticed that I was missing a button on the garment. Now I know that I had already lost it prior to Philadelphia. I guess I may have to do some button rearranging. Looks like my hair wants some rearranging also. That one lock looks like it wants to go North. Some might say west, however I know what direction I was standing and that hair frond is pointing North. J looks very happy. I am not sure why. Perhaps she knows a secret that I don’t, or she is just in a good mood.
In fact, here are Steve and C. Steve has one lock that look’s like it is pointing straight to Hell. The back end is going straight to heaven. Steve would say “I need a haircut!” C must be looking at his beloved wife J who is a real trooper, and his been to many Sherlock Holmes events with her husband. I think that she needs more baubles also, don’t you?
This is the inside of the Racquet Club in Philadelphia where the event is held.
This is the room where the Sherlock dinner was held. I thought that the meeting was “fine”. I found the toasts a little bit long winded, and the food not so great. I sat across from the future leader of the BSI, and probably committed a future career ending incident by telling him that I thought these “Sherlockians” were “wackadoodles”, however as his wife is not a Sherlockian, he probably took it all in stride and had heard worse. What intrigued me the most about the event was another couple that sat across from us. (Not C and J, who sat next to us.) This couple had their hands all over each other. At least she had her hands all over him. Steve remarked to me that the ladies hand was rubbing up and down her male friend’s leg. Perhaps she had been given a bauble earlier?
We ended up seeing the new incoming head honcho again later that evening back at the Union League lounge and at breakfast the next morning. He must not have found me terribly offensive and probably tolerable as he sat next to me at breakfast. The night before at our impromptu get together I peppered him with lots of questions. I was suitably impressed with myself when the gentleman next to me (an attorney-who usually has lot of questions of his clients and adversaries) remarked after every other question “What a good question!”. (No, I did not offer him a bauble, but I did remark to Steve and the group “See, he likes my questions!”)
I offered for Steve and I to drop Mr. Future BSI head off at the airport, but as he had not packed yet and Steve and I needed to be on the road to go see Elliott and Kanna in Charlottesville he declined. It was a good thing that he did not take us up on my offer as it took us over an hour to get out of Philadelphia. In fact it took us an hour to pretty much circle back to where we had started. Don’t get me going on the poor signage and ramp closures in Philadelphia!
We finally made it to Charlottesville and got to check out Elliott and Kanna’s new apartment. It has a lovely Mountain View. Then it was time to go to dinner. As we didn’t have a reservation we were told that we would have a 90 minute wait for dinner. Thankfully it was only 45 minutes. I think a lot of people wanted to eat early so they could watch the World Series. I ordered the fried artichokes. I think it gave Elliott the creeps. My drink. I think it was some kind of funky monkey cocktail. Rum, some kind of exotic fruit purée and some other stuff. It was really good. Except for the new trend of paper straws. I prefer plastic, although seeing pictures of sea turtles with straws in their nostrils does make me very sad.
Steve ordered the beef carpaccio with arugula and cheese. Steve loves this type of dish. For some reason it gives me the creeps. I guess now he knows why I really don’t care to share it with him!
I ordered the eggplant parmigiana. I prefer it in a ramekin with tons of cheese on it.
Steve ordered the steak.
After a big discussion Steve ordered gelato for dessert. I wanted to skip it, but Steve wanted it, so I made a big deal that he should in fact order the gelato. It didn’t really taste that great after all, so he probably should have skipped it!
My plan was to get a dessert at Wegman’s on the way home. We stopped and did a tour. It is not as big as the Wegman’s near my Mother’s old place in DeWitt. We did buy some groceries, but no dessert unless you call the chocolate chip cookies dessert.
The next morning we woke up to pouring rain. We went to Moose’s Diner that was nearby and had no wait.
They didn’t have any French toast or waffles, so I ordered the eggs over medium. I was going to send the home fries back as they were warm and not hot. Instead I just didn’t eat them.
Steve had homefires, a biscuit and an omlette. I think there must have been spinach and mushrooms in the omelette.
Elliott had a Western omelette, biscuits and home fries. He was the last one to finish, he claimed that he spent a lot of time handling the biscuit. Either that or he is a slow eater.
Kanna ordered scrambled eggs, home fries and biscuits.
We departed shortly afterward for a long trip home. As usual we took the western way home via 81 and then 84. There was a rain storm all along the east coast, but our route took us west of the rain, so “It was all good”. Long but good!
Do you know J’s secret?
How many times do you do a room check, but not a kitchen check for your groceries that you bought the previous night or your ipad charger?
How many times a day do you think your wife is a nag and should leave you in peace?
We go up to the Dining room for breakfast and what do we see on the coveted table? Success! The staff reserved our table for us on our last day! Even Steve looks happy at my triumph!
The manager told me was going to talk to staff about dining room policies. We said it would be good if they had more round tables. These were the only chairs that were comfortable for Steve also. As Steve was so tall, he had problems fitting his knees under the tables!
It is amazing how little things make me happy! Chocolate on my pillow at a hotel and a reserved sign with my name on it at the best table in the house! I almost wanted to take the sign with us!
Last night we were all packed and sitting around reading in bed after dinner when we realized the air conditioner didn’t seem to be working properly. It would cool a little and then shut down after an hour. Then I would turn it back on. This happened all night long. Finally it stopped working at 4 a.m. It sure did get hot in that room! It was easy to wake up in the morning, we were tired of being hot!
Let’s hope we have better luck in Guayaquil tonight. Then we will be on an airplane and soon we will be home sweet home!
Orange shirt, blue hat was not happy that we had the outside table! She gave me quite the stink eye as she walked by.
Now you might wonder why we didn’t ask to get our room changed last night. We thought that they only had a number of rooms with working equipment. Mr. And Mrs. J were supposed to be in the casitas, but they had no TV or hot water for 24 hours and were then upgraded to a villa. I have no idea if our TV worked as we never turned it on!
On the way to the airport I noted two bags. When I was little I used to get gold nugget bubble gum. Tiny yellow guy pieces were packed in small draw string bags. I think that they contained coffee and were supposed to be given to us as gifts. We never got them, so maybe they were to be brought home to Mrs. Taxi Driver!
So now we have left the highlands and are heading toward the lowlands. Vegetation is getting more sparse, with the land more arid, although there is still some green.
The familiar islands in the distance.
The boats in the harbor where we will pick up the ferry to Baltra where the airport is. The main harbor is in Puerto Ayaro.
Steve is ready to start the trip home. I had checked out mentally a few days ago. We agreed to limit trips to no more than 21 days.
Off in the distance you can see the highland on Santa Cruz Island. This is where we stayed. Most of the lowlands is part of the national park.
Here are the remains of a building that used to be part of a United States Base during World War II.
It was very dry here. The bus had to stop many times on the way from the ferry to the airport for iguanas that were trying to cross the road.
These green things are the planting of prickly pear cacti.
It’s not a big airport.
Remember about how I was wondering if I had people that I might dislike on a cruise? At the airport today we met a gentleman who had just been on a cruise. He said they had several people on his cruise who were always late! That would drive me nuts, or at least a bit more nutty than I already am!
No red footed boobies for sale in the gift shop at the airport, but they did have penguins!
Our plane was delayed so every one got a snack as compensation.
It was strange to see 0 latitude!
Good-bye Galapagos. We are not sure if we will ever go on a cruise. Steve and I have both agreed that we have never been on a boat where we hadn’t wanted to disembark before they let us! Although Steve does enjoy being on his boat, I only like it when the weather is just right, not too hot, just the right breeze and low humidity.
Our flight path.
We did get another snack on the flight. Some of the people worried that as they had gotten one snack already they wouldn’t get the regular snack!
We saw this billboard at the airport. This will be our hotel for the night. We stayed here the night before we left to go to the Galapagos. Many of the flight crews stay here. Last time at breakfast the KLM air crew had a table reserved for them. I didn’t begrudge them as it was a table just like all the others, just reserved for them.
This statue is of Guayas, the ruler the city is named after.
Beyond the fence is the grave yard. As Guayaquil is at sea level and the river floods often the graves are in above ground mausoleums. They can be used four times, then you must pay again.
Here we are at the flower market. It is conveniently located next to the cemetery.
You can also get beautiful arrangements for a candle lit dinner party.
Ecuador is the number one place for rose growing. There are huge farms up on the slopes of the Andes where flowers are grown for export. The weather there is cool and misty. Labor is also very inexpensive. Although England is famous for its roses, it can’t beat long stemmed Ecuadorian roses.
Quinceanera parties, baptisms, first communions, you come here.
The roses that don’t qualify for export are sold here. Usually it is because they are a little too ripe for export. It was a good thing we didn’t get out of the car, I would have spent hours examining all the arrangements. Our guide Lorena told me that she takes guests on trips to the rose farms. She also takes people to banana plantations.
Here is a statue given to the city of Guayaquil by the French.
I’m not sure what she is doing up there, but she looks graceful!
There was a big fire during the turn of the 20th century. These buildings reflect the French influence.
This was a former chocolate trader’s house. The chocolate business was on the main floor and the family lived above. The French loved chocolate. There is much French influence in the architecture of the city.
University of the Arts.
This seal represents Ecuador. From the Andes to the sea.
Here is a statue of Guayas and his wife Quil. When his city was conquered, he killed his son, wife and himself to prevent capture by the Spaniards when his city was doomed. Guayaquil was named after both of them.
The clock tower on the Promenade. It has an Arabic Byzantine dome. A levee has been built to prevent flooding.
Una Via. One Way. Simple things like this make me so happy. That and no table hogging!
Here is the plaza in honor of Simon Bolivar. Bolivar and San Martin freed Ecuador from Spanish rule in the early 19th century.
The Cathedral for Guayaquil is in the background. It was modeled after Norte Dame. It seems the Ecuadorians liked the French better than the Spanish. Our guide Duncan in the Galápagos told me that the Ecuadorians think the accent of Spanish people is too harsh!
This is a banyan tree, it has interesting roots.
This park is famous for its iguanas.
It was almost like Jurassic Park.
Except with pigeons also!
Marching on the ground!
Or up in the trees!
Or even sleeping off a hangover!
Iguanas, pigeons, oh my! It was just the greatest!
There were vendors selling food for the pigeons and iguanas.
Of course there was a sign saying that it wasn’t permitted, but many people just seemed to ignore the prohibition.
You looking at me?
There were snapping turtles.
We were told the fish were tilapia. They looked like carp or koi.
This is Saint Narcissa, the first Saint of Ecuador. Her dress reminds me of Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz!
There was an earthquake in 2015. There was much damage to the altar and ceiling. Chile has lots of earthquakes, Ecuador not so many. As it was the first bad earthquake in 300 years, it was a pretty big deal.
Pope John Paul I asked Cardinal Ratzinger to visit Guayaquil in 1978. He later became Pope Benedict XVI.
The clock tower again from the other side.
This statue is made of teak. The promenade was built to prevent the river overflow and flooding of the city.
This is a yellow mango tree.
This is a yellow mango tree.
This tree had red mangos. They are called blood mangos!
Here was a heron that was in the tree.
This is Steve and Lorena, she had no trouble finding us in a crowd. She only had to look up. When he took the kids to Disney World our daughter said she never had problems finding us in a crowd as we were so much taller than many of the guests!
There was an amusement park at the other end of the promenade.
Lorena is telling Steve about the rubber trees. I’m still thinking about the Iguanas!
The statue to honor Bolivar and San Martin.
Everyone wanted to get their picture taken in front of the festive Guayaquil sign.
A view of the Andes across from the promenade.
The plaza was named in honor of Ecuador’s independence from Spain on October 9.
Another old chocolate house.
Off to the market where we can see many dollar stores. Many stores and much selection. Lorena had her eye on a beautiful white dress in the window. Steve may or may not have been looking at the brassieres.
Lots of people were wearing yellow jerseys to support the local soccer team that won the day before.
This store sold bras. I am sure that Steve’s eyes were looking elsewhere.
Next we shall drive to the colorful shanty town on the hill.
We could walk 300 steps up behind the wooden barrier. Let’s not and say we did!
The homes were given money for the outsides to be gaily painted.
We had some view of the city. There are 14 million people who live in Ecuador. Three million live in Guayaquil. There aren’t many high rises so the city is spread out. How many of you have heard of Guayaquil before my lessons ?
These people represent one of the 10 political parties who are vying in the coming election.
We invited our guide Lorena to have dinner with us. Her choice was Lo Nestro, which means “our thing” in Spanish. Most restaurants in South America don’t grow a crowd until after 8 pm.
We were early diners, the place was packed when we left. There were family graduation celebrations, with young graduates in formal gowns. Tourists like us too! It was the best restaurant in town.
At dinner Lorena told us if you sneeze three times in a row you wish for health, wealth and good luck. If you sneeze four times in a row, you are also wished good sex!
To go along with the bread we were given two spreads. A cheese spread was on the left and a spicy one on the right. The cheese spread looked like mayonnaise.
The bartender made me an Ecuadorian Pisco Sour. Traditionally only Peruvians, and Chileans drink Pisco Sours. So don’t be a fool like me and order a Pisco Sour in the wrong country!
A display of their specials.
I had the fried flounder and fettuccini with carbonara sauce. I didn’t think it was an Ecuadorian dish, but Lorena told me it was.
Steve had the spicy sea bass with garlicky linguini. You’d swear we were in an Italian restaurant. Steve said the fish was really tilapia.
At dinner we sat at the table on the right. The people sitting to the left were on our flight from the Galápagos. The photos and the memorabilia were from Julio Jaramillo Laurido. He was a famous Ecuadorian singer and was quite the ladies man. He fathered 40 children with 10 ladies. He must have been quite the crooner!
This was the breakfast buffet at the hotel. They actually had a roast turkey, if you wanted to eat something heavy in the morning. I sure didn’t!
What I did like the best was the display of breads. This hotel was the preferred hotel for one of the airlines. There was a hotel table reserved for the flight crew. When we went through the sliding doors to exit the terminal last night our guide told us to hurry to the awaiting car. It turns out there were lots of flying insects. This morning while waiting at the gate to get on our plane to the Galapagos a man next to me started to jump up and down like crazy, and look down on the floor. I asked him if he had dropped anything. “No, there was something in my pants!” I looked on the ground and saw one of these crickets on the ground. Looks like the cricket got through security! This the flight path to Baltra Island in the Galápagos Islands from Guayaquil. Baltra Island is also know as South Seymour.
This is our snack on the flight.
These appear to be dried banana chips. I didn’t have a window seat so I asked my seat mate if I could use some of her pictures from her phone. Here is another one of the islands. I don’t know the names of them.We have landed!
This is a map of the Galápagos Islands. We are doing a land based adventure as we have no desire to be trapped on a boat with people that we won’t like. Don’t try to click on any of the islands as there are no direct links. We will be staying on Santa Cruz Island and taking some day trips. We will only be able to go to few of the islands that are close to Santa Cruz. For the people that stay on catamarans or the larger boats you have a choice of which island groups you want to see. The stops on the islands are heavily regulated by the government, no spontaneous stops allowed!. Steve is off to the terminal. Here the dogs were sniffing for taboo items. Like drugs! The mad scrum for luggage after the dogs were done checking for illegal substances. Then we got ready to board the bus.After we paid our processing fee of $100 cash to enter the Galapagos, and got our luggage we boarded the bus. No, that is not El Chapo behind us! You can tell that we have real teeth and not implants as our teeth are not optic white and large. Did you know that some people do get implants that are just a wee bit irregular so that they look more natural? True!
The bus took us to a ferry that was taking us to the island that our hotel was on.
To another bus that would take us to our hotel -The Royal Palm. Steve and I both suffer from seasickness so we didn’t want to go on a cruise. Plus, I get a little claustrophobic and being trapped on a boat for a number of days was not too exciting an idea to me. I figure if I am on land, I can always walk around the property, even though I can’t leave the islands until it is time for our next flight.
Here are containers at the ferry dock watching to be brought to town. On our way to the hotel I noticed a long line of vehicles. They were a combination of busses, taxis, and delivery vehicles waiting for the next ferry from the airport to arrive.Here is the view from the back of the bus of the airport way in the distance on another island. The white speck is the airport. Where we were located on the island they get a lot of rain.There are several areas in the Galapagos where it is desert like. Our hotel was in the highland area of Santa Cruz. Most people who visit the Galapagos take cruises of the islands. Either big boats of about 90 people, or catamarans of under 20 passengers. The Royal Palm would be our stay for the next few days. It was considered a five star resort when it was first built. Would it remain so? Stick around and you can make your own judgement. A picture of the reception area from the hotel’s website. We were given glasses of refreshing juice at check in. There were bowls of sea sickness pills in quite a few areas of the resort. This is a map of the grounds. We would be staying in villa 4. The resort had a beautiful pool. There was a tennis court for those that wanted to play a few sets while on vacation. We were staying in a Highland Villa. The outside of our villa. I think our villa was the furthest from the main dining area and pool. I didn’t like the walk at all. I am indeed lazy. Let’s go in, shall we. This was the view of the room as you walked in. Living room before you, and an enclosed porch beyond that. Another view of the villa. The main entrance was the door on the left. Although there was a fireplace, I don’t know if you would ever need it. Our bedroom was through the bifold doors. The bed was very attractive. There were plenty of outlets next to the bed. One thing I noticed about Ecuador is that the beds are very hard!
This is the bathroom. The shower was the door to the back left. They had plenty of bottles of water. We could not use the tap water to drink, or brush our teeth. You needed to use bottled water. The enclosed porch was very strange. There was a deep soaking tub. The chairs encouraged a view, but it was just of the grounds. You really couldn’t see the ocean in the distance. The room was very hot, there was no air conditioning in this room at all.
We were met at 3 by a taxi to take us to the Darwin Center in Puerto Ayaro. It took us about twenty minutes to get into town. It took us about 30 minutes to take us to the ferry to the island where the airport was.
This tortoise is called Diego. He is about 130 years old! Diego is an Española tortoise. He is from the San Diego zoo. It did take me a bit to figure that out why he is called Diego. I am only smart on certain days. He has had about 1700 offspring! They are hoping to release him into the wild in the next few years. This is a land iguana. He is orange as it is breeding season.
I got pretty hot outside so we went into the visitor center. Here is Steve and our guide. This picture of Darwin was made from …Stamps!
Look at the size of this tortoise shell! These are the three types of tortoises. Saddleback, dome shaped, and intermediate. The tortoises from the Galapagos are the largest in the world. The males can weigh as much as 900 pounds. They are the longest living of all vertebrates (animals with backbones).
After we cooled off a bit our guide asked us if we would like to see the fisherman cleaning the day’s catch in town. Birds were flying all over to catch the scraps!
It was fun to watch them fight over the pieces of fish guts. Just click on the arrow!
A sea lion showed up to join the party and even an iguana!
Here is more video. It was fun to watch until a few of the pelicans got pieces of fish get caught in their throats the wrong way down their throats. Then they would hack and try to barf up the fish carcasses. Sometimes the birds die as they choke to death because the pieces of fish are too big and they get stuck.
Back to the hotel for a drink. Sunset is always a good time for a Pisco Sour! They had a fire going in the restaurant although it was really hot!
On the bus to our hotel this morning we met a lovely couple and asked if they wanted to join us for dinner. Of course, they said yes! They live in Quito Ecuador. Unfortunately Quito is at an elevation of 9450 feet and they live on the 14th floor of their building so we won’t be able to check out the views in her apartment. I don’t tolerate high altitudes at all. Although she and her dashing husband Washington have an apartment in Miami. I may have to meet her there. I will tell you tomorrow why her husband is called Washington. Good night everyone!
Are you a vertebrate?
Do you have implants? Teeth or Breast?
Do you refuse to stay in a room without air conditioning?
This is the last post from the January Delphi trip that I didn’t fully post.
No pictures of eggs for you this morning. You must be sick of them by now. Here are some lovely flowers. I have never seen any guest put flowers in their hair. Don’t even try to get me guessing if a flower behind your right or left ear means you are single, married or on the prowl.
Today was our last day. As such, Steve was not going to go fishing. We decided that we would go on an adventure and try to find a Blue Hole. Blue holes are deep holes in the limestone bedrock filled with fresh water. The slightly acidic fresh water has dissolved the limestone to create drainage holes. V decided to tag along with us. Would it be a good or bad decision? Well, stay with me and you will find out.
There is a book in the lodge that has maps and information of the various tourist sights. Did we take it? No. Did Steve think he knew where the blue hole was? Yes. Did Steve even know there was a book that had the information? No. Did Linda bother to inquire if Steve might want to bring the book with us? No. Did Linda think that Steve knew what he was doing? Yes. Was Linda wrong? Stay with me and you will find out. Did Steve think they were going to find Blue Holes? No. Did Linda think they were going to find Blue Holes? Yes.
Quick update: For those quivering with anticipation, as if there was any other way to be; Steve and Linda remain happily married.
First picture is one of the guide boats. The guide sits in the back and drives the boat. When he gets to the fishing spot, he can climb up on the back platform and look for fish while using a long pole to push the boat. There is no electric motor on these boats. If the guide starts getting old he will sit on the platform and not stand on it. I don’t blame him, I don’t like heights and being up there would make me nervous. However, the guide has a better view if he is at the higher spot. The sport sits on the seats until the boat arrives at the fishing spot. Then he will stand up on the front platform. He can lean against the metal bar for support. That long pole on the left of the picture is the pole to push the boat along. If I were to tag along with Steve all day, I would be sitting in that chair the whole long day. No where to get out of the sun, no place to get out and stretch your legs. Basically trapped the whole day. Now if I remain at the lodge, like I usually do, I can go a nice bathroom anytime, soak my feet in the pool, jump from couch to porch swing, or to bed in the room. We are in the Bahamas so we Steve got to drive on the left side of the road. The steering wheel was on the left. Steve came this way nearly every morning on the way to the boat launch. This is the parking spot for the guides. They have already launched their boats. This is the launch spot. Not particularly scenic is it? I should have known that we were on a fool’s errand as the sign was directing us to caves and not holes. We decided to look for Nancy’s Cave first. No, I did not find out who Dan, Nancy, or Ralph were. Nor, if have they been found. Well, we never did find Nancy’s cave. The road looked like it was beginning to end, so we turned around. There were small trees growing in the dirt road, it looked like not many people had been this way recently. This looked more like a place where a cave might be found. We either have a sign post waiting to happen, or a sign post ready to be removed.
This is where you might have your picnic before or after you visited the cave. We did not bring any food with us. Since you are reading this, you know that we safely returned from the adventure. Look how slim and trim Steve is in this picture, it looks like he didn’t gain any weight on this vacation at all! When Steve reviewed my post for editing he scoffed at my comment that he is slim and trim. I will say that he is trim then. Well, this looks promising. Come along, won’t you? Here is V, she was such a good sport to come along with us. This is the interior of the cave. It was not very tall, We all took a peek and then retreated. We could hear all sorts of gurgling and sloshing noises from the area. On the way back I thought “Oh, let me return and take a little video of the exciting sounds!” Of course, when I got back to the mouth of the cave, SILENCE!On our way to our last cave. You might think that Steve was our fearless leader, but my now I am sure you all know, that Linda is always in the lead. I was already on my way back, as I thought this trail was a bust. Last cave. You can see the water has a bit of an blue tint to it. Well, that was the end of our adventure. I wanted you to see some of the bark of the trees in the forest. There are fires and a lot of the vegetation is destroyed.
After much discussion it turns out that there was a massive communication error about this adventure. I thought we were going to look for Blue Holes. Steve thought we were going to look at the caves. So he was correct in what he was driving to. I was incorrect as I was not paying attention to what he was telling me we were going to see!Back at the lodge, safe and sound we all had lunch on the veranda overlooking the ocean. I should probably let Steve get the ocean view, but I am greedy, and like to look at the ocean. When he is out fishing all day, he can look at the water all he wants. You can tell it is a travel day, as he is wearing one of his plaid shirts. One of these days I will count how many plaid shirts he owns! I had the mahi mahi on romaine. Steve had the chicken with Chinese noodles and vegetables on a green salad. We all had ice cream bars for dessert. E from DC didn’t care for hers, so J, her husband ate two. He reminded her that when you are off the coast of Africa for nine months on a naval boat, you vowed never to decline ice cream in the future. Steve had remarked at dinner one night about this poem in one of the bathrooms off the great room. I think most females never even notice it. After all, why would we? It is on the wrong wall! Then it was off to the airport where we waited for our flight to Fort Lauderdale. This is a picture of Marsh Harbour International Airport. Currently it is closed at night as the runway lights are out. They had better get that fixed soon! The building on the right is the old airport. I can’t even remember what that looked like, it was very small though! Back at Fort Lauderdale airport we had a long layover. Better a long layover than missing your flight due to bad weather. We ate at the Jack Nicklaus restaurant. Steve had the chicken with fettuccini.
I ordered the grilled cheese with tomato soup. I also ordered ice tea with lemonade to drink. “You mean an Arnold Palmer?”, the waitress asked? “I thought you weren’t allowed to ask for that in this restaurant.”, I said. She looked at me as if I were nuts. Now don’t tell me I was the first person to say that. Now that could be the case, as I often am the only person to say something awkward!
While at the airport I got an e-mail from S. Did I know of any good restaurants in the Florida Keys? I live to serve, so I looked up a number of restaurants on Yelp. I hope they turn out okay. I do hate to disappoint my fans!
One thing I have just realized is that I should have asked S from Scotland to dance with me. Or at least pretend to dance as there was no occasion to dance while at Delphi. If I had, then I could have claimed to have danced with a man who had danced with the Queen!
No questions today. No one ever seems to answer them. Nor are enough of you liking my blog posts. You get them in your mail box, or stumble upon them somehow. Please take the effort to like them. It is pretty simple. Just click on the like button at the bottom of the post. For those of you who are liking them, thank you from the bottom of my heart. Now, let’s see if my like numbers increase! For the truly adventurous you can even add a comment! It’s really not hard to do!
Another update: Steve and I are going to England in May to see visit with Peter and Jane (Peter ran the Delphi Club for years). Guess who we are going to see there? V and her husband J! I keep telling you that we meet people again! In fact, J described us to Peter as “delightful”!
Tomorrow continues our trip to South America in 2017. I will however end up taking another break of that trip as we are going to Argentina again Saturday night!
This is not an April Fool Joke as I discovered this all last night. it turns out that I never finished my blog posts of the trip to Delphi that Steve and I took in January! There was much more that happened than what I had posted. Try to follow along, I am sure it will be terribly confusing!
More fried eggs again! I may surprise you someday and order something else for breakfast! I often order waffles or French Toast when I am in a restaurant. This post was written before my visit to the internist where he put me on Lipitor and said watch your cholesterol! Today was the last lunch for A, J and S. They were flying to Nassau, spending the night at the new Baha Mar, and then off to Miami to drive to Cheeca Lodge in the Florida Keys. I have always wanted to stay at Cheeca. Maybe if A starts a blog, I will be able to read about it. Start a blog A!
Here is our big bowl of blue corn chips and dips. I am dipping my chips in guacamole, more often now. I’m still not sure if I like it. I draw the line at ordering Avacado Toast, that’s just too trendy for even me!
I ordered the Mahi Mahi on field greens. I neglected to ask for no olives. Every one but J ordered an ice cream bar for lunch. J is trying to keep his figure.
After lunch I hugged A, J and S goodbye. J is an extremely strong hugger! I don’t know if he knows his own strength! He probably does!
S gave me a very high compliment. He told me that he had met many wives of big shot executives and that they are dull as shit. I however, am one of the most interesting women he has ever met! I was really touched, and couldn’t wait to rub it in on Steve that he is VERY LUCKY THAT I PROPOSED TO HIM YEARS AGO! Unfortunately I had to wait many hours until Steve came back from fishing to tell him of my absolutely wonderful compliment from S.
Speaking of fishing, Steve caught 21 fish today. None were big enough to unseat C, one of the new guests, from head of the table. C caught a seven pound bonefish. Steve, however still has the record of a nine pound bonefish that he caught last year. C lives in Marco Island Florida, so he probably catches bonefish all the time. Our first canapé was smoked mackerel mayonaise on a …well it wasn’t mentioned on the menu card, so you can decide if it was a pitette, croute, or cracker! Next up was pork fritters, with a soy sauce dip.
During our pre dinner conversation I introduced myself and did a minor interrogation of our new guests who lived in the DC area. Yes, I did ask them if they worked for the government and if they were affected by the government shut down. He is with the Navy, and she works in the Pentagon. As the department of defense had their funds approved prior to the shutdown they are being paid, and are working hard to keep us all safe. Not that the other people who are working and not being paid are not working hard, nor keeping us safe. They are, and when we were in the airports I made sure to tell the TSA individuals that I hoped the shutdown was settled. They were all in good spirits. One thing I noticed is that the people who I call “the barkers” were not barking orders in the airports anymore.
I asked many questions of our guests from Washington. I will keep all the answers to myself. Our starter was a conch salad. Something that I do not care for at all. I ordered the rack of lamb. I asked it to be cooked medium, as the other night it was a little too rare for me. Steve ordered the hog fish. A terrible name for a tasty fish.
I sat next to J from Ireland, one of the barristers. The other barrister D, you will remember returned home. Our new friends from DC asked J the same questions that I did about the wigs and robes! Great minds think alike! Of course I could only understand about every third word that he said! I do wonder if I am unintelligible to him. Dessert was a delicious coconut creme brûlée. Steve didn’t eat it as he doesn’t like coconut. I bet his weight gain this week will be less than mine!
How much weight do you gain on vacation?
Do you like Mounds Bars, or Almond Joys? Both are coconut based, so Steve abstains.
It’s our last day, and we are all up early. Usually Steve has breakfast and is all ready to go fishing before I get up. Most of the non fishing spouses are this way. Nothing worse than getting in the way of an angler with a one track mind, to get on the water and jerk some fish lips!
Here is an actual picture of the untouched fruit bowl! You know I had to be up early to take this picture!
Here is a picture of some of the pastries. They are made fresh every morning. Or at least they are put in the oven and baked fresh. I am not sure if they are pre made or not. I will have to investigate that next visit.
There are also savory danish. These have cheese and small pieces of ham in them. You know that I like the sweet ones more! More oatmeal doctored with raisins and coconut and some kind of dried fruit. Lots of maple syrup and some butter, so maybe I am not doing so well in the cholesterol lowering diet after all.
Here we have a map of Abaco Island. Steve’s finger is about where the Delphi Club is located. To the lower left is Sandy Point. That’s where Nancy’s is. I wrote about our trip to Nancy’s in my December 2017 blog post I believe. Steve goes wading here. To the north west a bit is Castaway Cay. It’s correct name is Gorda Cay, but the Disney Company bought it and they can call it whatever they want to. It’s a long boat ride there, but when the cruise ships are not there, the fishing is great. Steve was fishing there one time, and was waiting patiently to spot a fish. One of the guest saw him and questioned his Dad “Is that a robot?” He was used to all the automatronics in Walt Disney World!
Just to the west of Great Abaco Island is the Marls. That is where most of the anglers go fishing. I think if you tried to go by yourself you would no doubt get lost and die. Not a good way to start your vacation at all!
Soon it was time to settle the bill and then have Margery pick us up and take us to the airport. I did not have special attention on me this time. I have learned to keep my mouth shut and not ask any questions.
Here is the group getting into the plane. Steve is watching out that he doesn’t trip on the little ones.
We had no problems with the flight. Looking for a place to eat was another adventure. You know by now that I adore points and deals. Well, with some of our credit cards I get membership in Priority Pass, which gives you access to airline club lounges. Fort Lauderdale Airport didn’t have a lounge, but one of the restaurants lets you have up to $26 worth of food per card holder and the same for the guest. Well it took us 15 minutes at least to find the restaurant. I had one card, and a number for the membership for the other card. I figured we would get free lunches as we had two cards with two guest memberships. “Of course!” They said. Unfortunately they only accepted the membership with the one card, saying they couldn’t accept the written down number on a scrap of paper. I think they are going to charge my credit card for four admissions, instead of two. So that will be an extra $56, when we probably only spent half of that on our meal. Not to mention the $20 tip that M left. Steve hates my attempts to get deals on this type of stuff. I agree, it would have been better to just eat lunch at the restaurant near our gate. Except last time we ate there we had lousy service!
Last picture of our trip. I went over to the David Gandy display at the perfume store. One last kiss! What’s funny is that when Steve had his beard, I used to hold his face that way so I wouldn’t get my face all prickled from his beard!
Bearded or Smooth Shaven?
Do you even know who David Gandy is?
Do you know that I have 164 followers now? Yippee!
This is the end of the Delphi posts. I will resume tomorrow with more of our South American trip from 2017. You do want to know what happened in South America-don’t you?
More fruit and then oatmeal for me. I have been very good and not had any eggs this week. S, our new friend from England has been having Eggs Benedict every morning. They looked really good, and I was seriously tempted to try them, but I was good and stuck with oatmeal. Hopefully my cholesterol will go down and I may try a bite in the future.
While the guys were off fishing, the ladies who lunch on the veranda lounged about on the couches in the great room.
In case your forgot, this is the Great room. S sat on the white couch and crocheted. I sat on the orange couch and read. M sat on the other white couch and read and texted. She gets a lot of texts! Every few minutes we would hear a “zing!’. More dips and chips for lunch. I felt so much better that I could even lean over to grab a chip. The previous days, I had to have someone hand me a handful!
M was able to convince the kitchen staff to make her some iced tea! She got a whole pitcher of it and almost drank the whole thing. I did have a glass, along with my glass of rose.
I had the Mahi Mahi again. M had the Chinese chicken salad with avocado instead of the chicken. She partially destructed the artful arrangement of noodles before I could take my picture. Shameful action indeed M!
We were offered raisin cookies. There were originally 8 on the plate. I ate seven of them. I do seriously have a sweet tooth!
We decided to go pool side after lunch. This is truly my happy place!
I stayed under the umbrella and M was in another of her many bikinis that she brought. No wonder her suitcase was so heavy!
We were both pleasantly surprised that we were not bitten by many bugs. I had brought my clothes that had insecticide applied to the fabric. No doubt my limbs will be falling off in ten years-but look Mom! No bug bites! M used a bug spray that one of the ladies from Michigan had brought. It is called Smidge. We can’t buy it in the states, but I will look for it when Steve and I go to England in May. I may end up buying an even dozen bottles of the stuff!
G and Steve went to Cherokee Sound to fish today. Cherokee is gorgeous but the fish there are very difficult to catch. Steve did end up gettin one fish on his last day, about ten minutes before they were to return home. G got skunked, but I think he had a sufficiently good time to decide to come again. This picture is from a tree that had blown over. Those are conch shells in the roots of the tree. Just in case you are guessing that conch are good climbers, NO they aren’t. They crawled into the roots before the tree was blown over.
Speaking of conch, the first canapé was conch fritters.
Here is a picture of two of the lovely ladies who were serving us dinner tonight. The other canapé was humus with olives on a cracker. I don’t like olives, so I passed on them.
Here is Steve meeting one of the new guests before dinner. Steve is always pontificating about something, I am not quite sure what was said. Perspective is everything, another guest also named Steve was standing behind my Steve. The new Steve was a larger man than MySteve, but NewSteve is practically hidden!
Here is another picture of M’s iced tea. It was dark and sweet!
The first course was crab bisque.
It was Jason, the chef’s night off, so dinner was not as fancy. I had the chicken with mushroom pie. Dessert was very interesting. The top bits were chocolate nibs, then, underneath was a fruit crackly shell and under that was a layer of semi melted vanilla ice cream. I didn’t like it, but I still ate almost the whole thing!
Here are M and G, not sitting on the couch K-I-S-S-I-N-G, but G is explaining the intricacies of fly fishing. M is a very sweet wife, and is pretending to be interested. A few weeks back Steve and I watched a Dave Chappelle show. He did a skit about a box that people could push that would say “Wrap it up!”. It could be used when you heard a politician, bloviating about some nonsense, or when clergy took too long in getting to the point of a sermon, or the part of the skit that put Steve in hysterics the most-when someone was hammering away in bed having sex, and taking way too long. Anyway, I think that Mary is wishing she had the wrap it up button around so that she could push it!
Max remarked after dinner that he hadn’t made an appearance in the blog. Well that is because he has not proposed to Nicole yet, and it is way past time for him to do so! If he doesn’t watch out, an extremely handsome guest will sweep Nicole off her feet while Max is busy changing the flies in his leader!
Final tally for the four days fishing: Steve had 15 bonefish, and one barracuda. None of the bonefish were of any great size. G had four bonefish, and a pin. M had a tan, and Linda had a back attack but no bug bites.
Last post will be tomorrow with an appearance of a David Gandy poster!
Sunday morning and we have a surprise picture from Steve of the fruit bowl untouched by everyone else. Steve is up early to go fishing and took this picture for the blog. He is such a good husband to me!
This cinnamon danish was supposed to be in a circle, but it went on strike on the way to the oven. It was still tasty! Steve gets up early to be sure he gets one!
I didn’t do much today, as my back was still sore, but not as much as yesterday. One of the guests gave me a velcro back brace. She had broken her back four times, and always carries one with her. It helped me stay more vertical.
I was able to go to lunch. Here is Mahi Mahi one a bed of greens and fresh vegetables.
Steve saved the day and got a fish in the last hour of fishing. G got a nil. The fish were not cooperative, they did see fish, but they did not like any of the flies presented. Better luck next time!
M and I spent the afternoon sitting by the pool. Then at 3 I had arranged to have a massage therapist come to give us 3 massages. M and I were both definitely going to have massages, it was up to G and Steve to decide who would get the massage. G was the winner of that contest!
First canapé was shrimp popcorn with red pepper dip.
Next up was smoked mackerel mayonnaise.
Our starter was stone crab claws. Usually they have a horseradish dressing. As Steve and I both dislike horseradish, we had ours plain. G picked his clean! Um um um.
Steve and I each had the Mahi Mahi on herbed quinoa.
G was sitting next to me. He had the Osso Bucco. I really like Osso Bucco, but have yet to have it in a restaurant cooked as well as I do it at home. So it was fish for me. The other night we had dinner with friends. One of the guests loves duck, and prepares a phenomenal duck himself. He ordered it and was disappointed that it was not as tasty as his version. So I went to school on that lesson, and had the fish instead!
For dessert we had banana beignets. A very sweet dessert.
That’s all for today.
Yes, my back was a bit better.
No, I will not post pictures of me in the back brace. I described it as a very unsexy corset.
No questions today, but I will announce that G got a pin for catching his first bonefish! I inquired of Max if Steve could get a pin also, but it is new this year, and only for those that have never caught a bonefish before. Steve may have to come back with an alias, to get that pin!