I know, I know--I promised vacation photos and then failed to produce vacation photos. The reason for this is because I am a LIAR.
Also because I don't really like the uploady mechanism in Blogger. Excuses, excuses.
Anyway, here we are on our first day, boggling at the blueness of the sea and the warmness of the air. Coming from Seattle, I felt like I had walked into an alternate dimension.
Here are some Very Important Dudes enjoying cigars.
Pretty water. There was really no one around--at every restaurant we went to, we were the only table. The cruise ships come in a few times a week and I guess it's crowded then, but teh crowds are easy to avoid. Otherwise, it's completely empty except for one patch of beach filled with partying Italians.
The greatest bar of all time.
The view from our house.
A kitten who lived on our doorstep the last day or two we were there. We fed her (him?) the strange gelatinous cream we had bought for our coffee and named him Peaches McScreeches/Steve Perry*. (Later the owners of our house told us her real name was Olive Oil, but whatevs.)
Crazy rocks on the east side of the island.
Sad faces on our last day.
The coolest part of the trip was the snorkeling, which you could do by stepping off the beach and into the water--that's how close the coral reef is. There was every rainbow color of fish you can imagine, and they just swam right up and stared at you. At one point I was surrounded by a school of flat turquoise fish the size of dinner plates.
Here are a couple of pictures that our friend P took with his fancy schmancy underwater camera:
Anyway, it was super awesome and you should probably go to there.
*There was a cd player and an odd assortment of cds in our cabin. We listened to "Don't Stop Believin'" every morning as sort of a battle cry.