We were awakened at 6 am by what Bert deemed the “Beach Zamboni” outside our window. Throughout the night, Chris and heard sounds out the window and also Bert’s snoring…Chris was smart enough to put in earplugs but we were both so tired that it didn’t really matter. Breakfast was downstairs at the hotel and consisted of the freshest bananas anyone has ever put in their mouths, fresh fruit, meats, cheeses, croissants (not sweet), doughnuts, fresh squeezed orange juice (made right in front of us) and some great café con leche. The girls were late according to Bert (not according to Tong) and had to hurry to eat. We could see right outside to the beach and there was some guy doing yoga. I broke the top button off my shirt and Carla let me borrow her sewing kit (which she had from District Conference in Hilton Head) to sew it back on. 
Victor met us downstairs after breakfast to pack our luggage in the car and take us to the airport. Arturo came as well as Efrain (a Rotarian who owns an online business, used to live in New York and also at some point in his life in Canada – we only know all of this because Catherine could talk to a hole in the wall). They drove us to the airport where we got our stuff checked…Catherine, Bert and Carla’s bags were all overweight, one day into the trip, and they were forced to pay one euro for every pound they were over (Bert’s totaled 11 Euro)…Somehow Arturo and Victor came to the rescue, after Bert paid, saying that the clerk was only causing trouble with the Americans…They talked to someone and no one had to pay.
Victor met us downstairs after breakfast to pack our luggage in the car and take us to the airport. Arturo came as well as Efrain (a Rotarian who owns an online business, used to live in New York and also at some point in his life in Canada – we only know all of this because Catherine could talk to a hole in the wall). They drove us to the airport where we got our stuff checked…Catherine, Bert and Carla’s bags were all overweight, one day into the trip, and they were forced to pay one euro for every pound they were over (Bert’s totaled 11 Euro)…Somehow Arturo and Victor came to the rescue, after Bert paid, saying that the clerk was only causing trouble with the Americans…They talked to someone and no one had to pay.
1 comments:
Have the time of your lives-actually that is exactly what you are doing!! You may have to get home to realize it but your lives are forever changed!!
Becky
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