On our way....
Mark asleep at the pool - note the hand in the pocket..
The obligatory towel swan.
The evening show.
If you look closely, you can see that this man in tanning in his socks. German, perhaps?
The beach was awesome.
Me with my neon pale skin.
Hobie Cat getting ready to go out.
Day 3, hanging out in the lobby during yet another rainfall.
My new fave game.
Rain.
More rain.
Look, it stopped raining! This is the view form out room.
A day at teh pool.
Waiting for yet another dance show to start.
Our new friends Doug and Bob. And no, they aren't gay (Mark was confused).
Dancers.
More dancers.
and even more...
yet again...
Mark thought the cups were too small., so got two at a time.
Mmmm... cold Bucanero at the beach bar.
Cacti.
People had graffiti'd on the cacti. It was sad.
Playing with the macro on my camera.
cacti
more macro
and more....
View to the right of the resort. The Brisas resort is next door, with another gorgeous beach.
Beach
Pool
The village most of our staff live in.
A home in the village
Catholic church.
A school.
The college/university.
A little one on our bus tour.
The scenery.
Our tour guide, who had his eye on everyone's Nike gear.
Whoo hoo! Swim up pool bar!
Check out the sand.
More beach.
Frolicking in the ocean!
A little lizard on the beach.
More beach shots.
and again.
Our daily Scrabble game. I won more often.
Water Ballet.
Water ballet.
Look Dad- all male water ballet!
Our room.
Our bathroom.
Hot Austrian guy.
Shopping at the market.
They had different vendors every day.
Our hotel.
A really well maintained car.
Mark's extra pillow. Finally, after a week of complaining, he got around to asking for another one....
Our last night.
The Miss Atlantic contest..... making a meringue while dancing the merengue.
Early morning at the pool.
Sculpture by the beach.
Yet another beach shot. 7:30 am.
Waiting for our bus to take us back to the airport. :-(
