Wish You Were Here

So I don't have much to tell you right now, apart from the fact that I spent the hours between four and six p.m. today lounging around in this turquoise water right here:

After a surprisingly flawless trio of flights from Houston to West Palm Beach and West Palm Beach to the Abacos, we took a ten-minute water taxi to Green Turtle Cay, where we promptly dumped our bags at the hotel and settled in for lunch:

Yes, that was lunch. It's called a Tipsy Turtle. I'm not sure what was in it, only that it tasted like a creamsicle and made a perfect accompaniment to both my raging jetlag and my Mediterranean salad.

Once we'd filled out reams of paperwork for tomorrow's dives---sure, I don't mind if you feed me to the sharks! Where do I sign?---three of us grabbed a (pink!) golf cart and drove down some seriously bumpy roads until we reached the spot above. We were the only people around for miles and miles, and the water was so clear we could see the grouper darting around our ankles.  Getting a little wrinkly (and also a little hungry), we left two hours later, not having seen anyone the whole time. Well, not having seen anyone apart from that large gray rock we were all convinced was a stingray but in fact turned out to be.....a large gray rock.

This post would be longer but the wireless connection is incredibly tenuous in my hotel room and I only got it to work by reciting the Pledge of Allegiance backwards four and a half times while standing on one leg. In Gaelic. At double speed. In addition, I have suddenly and inexplicably made it so that my entire Flickr account is in Portugese. I may keep it like that: "Galeria de Nothing But Bonfires" sounds so fancy. And yes, I would like to "adicionar uma tag."

Also, since I have yet to inform either Sean or my family that I've arrived safely at my destination, I shall take this opportunity to inform both Sean and my family that I have, indeed, arrived safely at my destination. Hello! I'm here! I made it and my luggage did too! Next challenge: sleeping through the rousing version of "No Woman No Cry" being played by the in-house band at the hotel pool.  Oh, it's a tough life.

Sensibly Sassy
Aug 13, 2008

yeah I pitty you so much right now

Aug 13, 2008

I'm planning to learn how to use photoshop, just so I can insert myself into that top picture. Hell, I'll photoshop myself into the one with the Tipsy Turtle while I'm at it.

Have a great trip!!

Aug 14, 2008

I can haz yer life pleeze? Kthanx.

(when I read that over I realized it sounded more like I wanted to actually TAKE your life, as in murder you, rather than how I meant it, which is that I actually wanted to like, live your life...but not like, assume your identity after I murdered you or anything. Oh man, this is sounding more stalkerish than I intended it to)

Aug 14, 2008

Oh, you poor thing! How will you ever survive? Ha ha! Have a fabulous trip. Your "lunch" looked delicious...but that beach, OMG, I need to be on that beach.
House of Jules

SanGuIne sPiCE
Aug 14, 2008

I had wondered if this trip didn't have "Lewisham fire report" written all over it, but duh, I totally didn't count on pink golf carts or creamsicle boozies saving your life. Sure beats this skeezy internet cafe where the Halo drones are looking at me like they've never seen someone with ovaries. I gotta get outta this place.

Aug 14, 2008

man, such a ROUGH existence! Have fun!

Aug 14, 2008

My heart is aching on your behalf. Keep your chin up!

Aug 14, 2008

Now have image of bartender slyly getting innocent turtle drunk for to make tourist-y beverages.

Aug 14, 2008

I am PAINFULLY jealous :)

Aug 14, 2008

And when exactly, does the "work" begin?

Aug 14, 2008

I was thinking the same thing....when does "work" begin? I'm so damn jealous I could really hate you and not read this blog for a whole two days!

Aug 14, 2008

But the best part is THIS IS THE WORK.

Aug 15, 2008

Glad you arrived safely. Now stay safe.


Aug 15, 2008

For part of our honeymoon we were in the Bahamas..loved it. Especially the part where the tiger fish swam away with my silver swimsuit string, that was unexpected..especially for all those people who saw my butt.

Aug 15, 2008

I really feel for you. Drinking liquid creamies and eating an exotic salad. Swimming in water bluer then my favourite sweater....yep, you're living a tough life. How in the hell can I get your job?

Northwest Girl
Aug 15, 2008

People, people, please. Don't get too excited for Holly. She hasn't seen any scorpions or tarantulas yet.
Keep your eyes open, Holly, the Bahamas are filled with them. Careful!

Aug 16, 2008

Man, I wish I was there too.

Aug 16, 2008

Huh. This is the work? Wow, you are one lucky gal, Holly Burns.
My work? It involves a gaggle of teen students, (who are often smelly,) and my instilling in them a respect for, or at least a tentative understanding of grammar, government and all people older than them.
There are no sandy beaches, and certainly no delicious drinks. I do get a few Starbucks cards at Christmas time though. ;-)

Saucepan Man
Aug 16, 2008

Holly is of course very lucky to be doing what she is doing - but she has also worked very hard to get where she is and taken the breaks when they came her way.

Aug 17, 2008

Of course!
Holly, I am confident that you are a wonderful and hard working woman.
I am nothing other an envious, as I am not at present on a sandy beach. Enjoy the perks of an awesome job!