Quiet Day

Cloudy and looking like a rain shower this morning, although there was a bit of a sunrise to see (not a great one though).

Cruise ship passing by at sunrise

Did the walk to Smugglers and back, had some breakfast and eventually decided to walk down to West Bay to see if we could find the coffee roastery.  Took the back road to West Bay, which only takes about 15 minutes.  Found the roastery but there was only a gardener there.  He made a phone call and within a couple of minutes a lady came down and opened up for us.  Picked up two pounds of freshly roasted coffee for 250 lemps.  Trish saw us there so we chatted for a few minutes, we'll probably see her early tomorrow morning, she jogs the main road here every morning and now she knows which house is ours.  Walked back up the beach to Infinity Bay to see if we could spot Paul Melnickle (guy who works at Cameco) but we couldn't find him.  Sat at the Infinity bar and had a morning beer.  Went to the reception office and they phoned his room but there was no answer, so I guess we'll have to try again.  It would probably be easier to find him on a day when there aren't 9,000 cruise shippers on the island.  Walked back down to the other end of the beach and had some lunch at Bite on the Beach.  That's likely the last time we'll ever eat there, the food was awful.  Eileen couldn't eat her fish sandwich and I've certainly had a better burger. Her conch soup never showed up.  Decided to walk home on the goat path (mountain goats), which is a dirt trail that goes straight up the hill behind West Bay and ends up just a few houses away from us.  That's the first time this year that Eileen has been to the top of our hill.  The normal walk on the road up to our place is enough of a climb, and we're only half way up the hill.  The views from the top are incredible.

Near the top of Turret hill.  Just left of center is the peak of our roof.  Shawnda has a house (not in the picture) that is just on our left.

By this time the sun had come out in full force so Eileen headed down to the pool to cool off.  I stretched out on the couch and had a nap.  Read a bit this afternoon and then we headed off to Blue Bahia for dinner, intending to meet up with Ralph and Karen on their last night here, but they were no shows.  Hopefully Karen didn't get sea sick yesterday when they went out for some boat snorkelling.  Dinner was great, half rack of smoked ribs and a plate of garlic shrimp, key lime pie to go.  Deb was doing her Wednesday evening entertaining, cruising the tables singing with her guitar.  Deb was the instructor at the steel pan drum lessons.
Eileen has hit the sack early, and I'm not far behind.  Morning dives booked for tomorrow with nothing planned for the rest of the day.  She might come along again for a beach morning at the resort.  By the time the two dives are over and we have lunch somewhere, it's almost two o'clock so there really isn't much time for anything serious.  Maybe a sunset beer at Smugglers or something.  Those guys were closed today, their first day off in six months........