Friday the day before the anticipated Catamaran trip everyone wanted some beach time...In retrospect those people that laid out in the sun probably regretted that decision. I have never seen so many lobster skinned people and most of them were from Europe. My roommate, her mom and I decided to hang in the shade of the trees where we still got some color. Students get to have the chairs for free when the beach is slow.
Walking up and down the beach we found some interesting characters. Such as the reggae man that had a young female monkey, with a diaper, running between his shoulders as he walked down the beach. He would randomly pick some cute girls and put the monkey on them and ask if they want a picture, take the picture and demand money. YEaaa, I would have a problem with someone putting a monkey on my shoulder...especially if it has a diaper on...a stash for projectiles. Knowing my luck I would piss the poor monkey off and get pooped! No thank you. I guess the story is that some locals catch young monkeys some how and raise them, once they get mature they become too aggressive for the handlers and they either get euthanized (some way) or they release them back into the wild. There is a rumor that people have removed half the brain when the monkey is young and they are calmer at an older age. I haven't gotten a veterinary opinion about this "Calming Method" so I take it with a grain of salt.
Upon our stroll we also encountered many European peoples may favorites are the men with beer bellies in Speedo's strutting down the beach and the women with small socks hanging in little triangle bikini's. It is not that their boobs sag as much as it is that they take the straps that tie around the neck and tie them around their back. When you look at these women or peers there boobs are squeezed in to the little stretched triangle left and it looks REALLY BAD. Not to mention that you get some peeking of the breast out of the edges of the triangles. There was a woman who didn't have a top on at all...or at least we think...see we didn't see any nipples...so was she really nude? The beaches on the island are not nude friendly, though what constitutes nude hasn't been defined.
The tourists are very comfortable....or drunk here that they will talk to random people (students) about anything. It happened to Natasha and I while we waited in line for the one woman's bathroom on the beach (a very long line) and a woman with bad teeth and saggy boob bathing suit on asked if we were Vet students...yes...where we were from because she was from Scotland... I told her California and she made a big gasp and awed. Natasha said she was from Minnesota and the Scottish woman lit up and immediately said that she would be spending time in Duluth. It was her turn to go to the bathroom but before she would leave our conversation she made Natasha promise to find her and her husband on the beach so they can play 20 questions. We did our business and Natasha informed me that she had never been to Duluth and didn't know what to say but thought it would be interesting to meet her husband. The woman spoke so fast we could barely understand her when she was excited and her hot pink bikini was unforgettable. Unfortunately we never found her on the beach, so Natasha never got put in any awkward conversations where she pretends to understand them but it was still entertaining!
It's a beautiful day on the beach to get FRIED!
Coconut palms are everywhere. I will learn how to cook with them from a local...I hope.
See I am wearing a hat! All those years of showing horses and being harped on to put a hat on worked! Victoria's madness works!!!
The Boar in this picture is Wilbur, he is at least on thousand pounds and could take me out with a turn of his head. Okay pig people there is no better treated pig than this one, lounge around all day in the shade of kayaks waiting to see the mistress in the pen around the corner.
This is a pen with the best friends a monkey and goat. There is a sign warning you about the monkey and to stay clear. No, throwing poo is not their concern it is that he will steal your sunglasses! If you look hard you see that he is crouched over looking through something, well it is a pair of prescription sunglasses. He took off the arms and hols the sides playing peek-a-boo with the rocks fascinated by the difference the glasses make. I imagine it makes the images blurry but I would be curious to know if the glasses make the images clearer! In the far left corner of the cage you can see the face of the sow that is Wilbur's partner!
Along the beach there was a man with a few horses tied to a tree with a donkey ready to be ridden along the beach. Well I thought these horses looked a little poor but some of the students took them out on the beach and rode around.
Black sand, evidence that at one point there was a volcanic eruption but there is no record of one on the island. Let's hope it stays that way. Actually, Sarah Greene soon to be some other last name...what has your volcanic knowledge told you about us little Caribbean islands?
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