ANYWAY! We arrived and immediately sucked up the fancy, schmancy hotel room. (They had a robe in the closet with a monogram. The robe had the monogram, not the closet. But maybe the closet should have had a monogram.) Cressy looked in every drawer and fingered all the towels and said, "Look, Mommy, little soaps." Apparently, she did not know that soap came in miniature form. We admired the view of the port from the 17th floor window. I admired the view from about five feet away from the window as I seem to be somewhat bothered by looking straight down out of a tall, tall, tall, tall window. (The glass does not seem strong enough to hold back a Fat Woman, if you ask me and let's just say, I'm going to err on the side of the safety of the Fat Woman.)
So we threw HIM out the door at his place of business and went to the beach. We had a beach blanket, a beach umbrella, sun block, and all the accouterments. We were ready for sun and surf.
I made the mistake of using the GPS again. (You would think that based on the last time I used it I would have known better.) It was supposed to be about 28 miles to the beach. It got to be about 40 miles before I said, "This is getting ridiculous." I saw some water on the GPS and headed off the beaten track to find it. Hallelujah. We found the ocean. It was bigger than a breadbox and wet. I.e., it had to be the ocean. Also there were signs that said, 'Ocean this way.' I took them at their word. Fortunately we found a park that was right on the beach. And since it was a Wednesday morning, it was pretty empty. Yea!
After toting everything out to the beach, we set up. (It wasn't exactly an equatable arrangement. I think one of us might have been carrying more than the other.)
|Our little angel. Does she look like she|
toted 50 pounds of beach crap from
the car? No, she does not. I'm getting
a burro for the beach next time.
|HIM and Cressy enjoying the pool. I was|
recuperating from too much sand and surf.
Cressy, apparently not having enough of water, wanted to go to the hotel pool. (Can you believe this is an indoor pool on the third floor of the hotel. I'm never staying in the second floor of this place.)
They also have a hot tub, which I'm now going to talk about. (I guess it's not really a hot tub, but more like a spa/jacuzzi thing.) Why? Because HIM and Cressy were going back and forth from the pool to the hot tub. (The hot tub was hot and also it had bubbles. Nuff said.) And HIM discovered a $20 bill inside the hot tub. Here's a picture of the hot tub/spa/whatever you want to call it.
|The site of the $20 discovery.|
|See how this hotel decorated their hallways?|
Strange things HAVE to happen in
any hotel that uses these kinds of rugs
in their hallways.