We left shmoo on the ship at his much-beloved kids' club and headed off to the beach. It was lovely and unforgettable! We picked a private beach so that we wouldn't be harassed by vendors and hair braiders (yes, Karla, I AM thinking of you right now!). We were hanging out in the water when all of a sudden a man with snorkel gear on popped up with things for sale. He wasn't wearing a trench coat, so as far as I could tell, the items must have come from inside his swim suit, gag! Anyway, he was selling shells and bracelets, and despite not buying anything, I admired his ingenuity.
It was the nicest afternoon ever: just the two of us, tropical drinks and a beautiful caribbean beach!
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Hee Hee. . . I was thinking of the DR too :)
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