Come all ye young fellows that follow the sea,to my way haye, blow the man down,And pray pay attention and listen to me,Give me some time to blow the man down.I’m a deep water sailor just in from Hong Kong,to my way haye, blow the man down,if you’ll give me some grog, I’ll sing you…
Category: Travel
The Unhappy Waiter and The Bioluminescence
Like everywhere on the islands, Saman Tree is a large open air restaurant. Ceiling fans spin lazily, and all tables face the spectacular view of the red ceramic-tiled terrace with gleaming blue-potted plants, the sparkling bay just beyond. I look at the menu and see why the chef tried to explain himself to us before – it’s badly typed, misspelled,…
Horses, Hangovers, and a Sobering Morning
It’s been a busy week. Lots of OT at work, lots of OT with my tutoring, so not much time for other things. I have my notes from the honeymoon at home, which I am eager to wrap up. But I am not at home right now, so it will have to wait. Meanwhile – update…
Carambola
Another 4WD track takes us past some seriously rich people’s houses, and down to the road that our resort is on. I am still driving – I prefer to drive while the Professor navigates, and I think he likes it that way, too. The rich people’s homes have names like Hibiscus Hideaway, and have hidden driveways…
Scott Beach to Trunk Bay
Afternoon finds us heading to Scott Beach. Our beach bag burden gets lighter each trip as we learn what we can do without. We spend a wonderful lazy afternoon on the beach. The Professor heads out to snorkel while I read . . . I go to search for the pina colada man with his golf…