04/03/2016 I had company the past week and before that I was getting ready for my company to come, so I’ve been MIA.
OK, so, life on the rock. Robby and Julie are the couple I met online, spent the day with them and their girls when they came on a cruise in December and spent a week with them when they recently came to visit. I had a blast showing them my Roatan.
I was able to greet them at the immigration door, however I failed to utter the magical words, Welcome to Roatan when they entered the building. DAMN. Once they got through immigration I left my “job” and took them to the grocery store and then brought them back to the house.
They chilled for a while and got their stuff put away and then came upstairs for some roof time and then dinner.
We made plans to go to the beach on Sunday, Semana Santa or not. We got there early and set off to do some snorkeling. It was a sunny gorgeous day and there were hardly any people in the water. All the better for us. We snorkeled out through the channel in front of Infinity Bay and then swam west towards black rock.
We spent the majority of the day at the beach, sitting at my spot, Bananarama. After that we made the hour drive home and crashed for the night.
Monday morning we went to Mudhole Rd, picked up Nidia and drove to Corozal to finish the swing set repair and re-repaired the seesaw that we had temporarily fixed a few weeks ago.
We came home from there, ate and went to Parrot Tree pool for the afternoon. There were a few people there but not many.
The next day my company made plans to dive with Subway, right down the road from us. I dropped them off and came home and immediately got a call to come get them, the dive boat was full. They did have reservations, it was an error that could have been avoided. I ran and got them and came home and started making calls. Finally got them set up to dive with Reef House, which my friend Davey owns. We had time to kill so we drove through Punta Gorda and then over to Oak Ridge Key before we went to BJ’s.
Davey picked them up at BJ’s and once they got there they decided to do 2 dives and were really happy they did. The second spot was fabulous, they had a great dive and saw lots of stuff on Julie’s bucket list. I was there waiting for them at 5. We came home and we all got ready to go to Cal’s for dinner. There were a lot of people from the hood there that night. We had a good meal and all came home and crashed.
The next morning we were meeting Carmen and Brett at BJ’s for a day of food, drinks, fun in the sun, snorkeling, stubbing toes, floating, mangroves and Hole in the Wall. Carmen and Brett live on the point on Calabash Bight Key. It’s a fabulous spot right on the water with their own private beach and a yoga deck at the water’s edge. What more can you ask for?
On Thursday Robby and Julie dove again, this time with Subway. They did 2 dives out on the north shore and were pretty pleased with them. I think it was an early night for everyone.
Friday we were going east, way east, to Camp Bay and La Sirena. There were a few people on the beach at our Mondays Don’t suck spot and there was still a lot of trash left over from the Semana Santa festivities. I was surprised to see my friend Kathy there with her son and friends.
We left there and drove to La Sirena where we had a leisurely lunch and rum punches. Man, those things pack a punch.
We left La Sirena with one destination in mind, BJ’s. Robby and Julie had been there twice this week but not for a Friday fun day with the EXPAT group. I haven’t been there for awhile and I missed the place. All of my friends were there (well, almost all of them, I don’t want the Duchess chewing my ass out for saying that). I’ll blame it on the rum at La Sirena because the three sips of wine in a champagne flute @ BJ’s did nothing for/to me. I was wound up and couldn’t stop dancing. Or planking.
I had so much fun at BJ’s, at least I think I did. I have come to the realization that when they change the words to the song and put your name in it, maybe you’ve been dancing too much. Mustang Sally was changed to Mustang Debbie, Ride Debbie ride. It’s OK, I was amongst friends..
They packed that evening and I passed out, I was exhausted from dancing and planking and, I had to work at the airport the next day.
All in all we had a good week, I hope they enjoyed seeing my version of Roatan compared to the touristy one that so many only see. I wish they had been here for some of the shoe delivery because they would have enjoyed that. Maybe next year we’ll start sooner and they can take part in the hot, tiring sweatiness of it all..
Mermaid on a Raft 