Tonight is the first big storm of the winter and the wind is very strong - it's knocked the Yule wreath off the door twice now - so I am praying the power doesn't go out, because we haven't gotten round to installing a generator yet.
We take a long time to get round to things in our house.
We are getting round to installing a new water softener/ filter system on Friday. This is very exciting, because we don't have 'city water', we have a well. Unfortunately the geology of our area means we have a lot of manganese in the water. This means reddish stains on the bath, toilets, washbasins, dishwashers, etc., plus non-potable water. Which means when guests come and try to get a glass of water you have to shout NOOOOOOOOOOO and explain.
On Saturday, we will have a brand new filter system and a drinking water filter installed under the sink with its own tap.
I am very excited. I have been dehydrated for months, and I can't get the shampoo out of my hair.
Saturday, I will have firm, plump skin and shiny hair.
HOOOOORAAAYYY!!!
I just have to go check the dog is still alive... she won't come inside... she loves sitting out on the deck face towards the prevailing blizzard...
The dog is back inside now for a bit, eating her squeaky toy.
For somethin' to do, as Himself would say.
I just had to stop typing and run around the house twenty times with the squeaky toy pretending to kill the dog with it.... when does this bit end...?
Yes, anyways, storm, blizzard, potential for no heat, light, water, alone in the house of course...
... think of Cuba, Queenie.
Cuba was great.
The air smelled of vanilla.
As opposed to petroleum.
The people were lovely.
Whether or not you gave them convertibles.
But as is the nature of humans, they were particularly lovely if you gave them convertibles.
I never did an all-inclusive before.
Here's the thing.
THEY ARE FANTASTIC. Unless you have deh guilt.
about food, liquor, lying round getting waited on hand and foot.
and deh guilt goes away after a bit.
We got up in the morning and wandered over to the buffet for breakfast.
I felt like a hobbit.
First breakfast.
Then second breakfast.
Then coffee at the bar, a nice cafe con leche made just right.
Then wander down to the beach.
Maybe take a trip out to the reef on a hobie cat.
Around eleven Roberto would walk down from the beach bar and ask me did I want a mojito.
I did wake up every morning promising myself I would go to yoga rather than have a mojito.
But Roberto just looked so sad if I didn't want one.
Lunch.
A three course affair just off the beach.
Back to the beach/ book.
Or maybe a little wander over to archery at three o'clock.
Around 4.30 the sun started to go down behind the hills and we would head back to our room for a beer on the patio.
Then dinner at one of the seven restaurants they had.
Then drinkies at the bar with some nice people we met.
Columbo spent a few days with us, despite the best efforts of Air France.
Two weeks of that.
Plus one or two little excursions outside the bubble.
I know I should talk about the interesting things I saw, but for me the interesting stuff was the all-inclusive. The rest was standard Carribean island stuff.
We have been wondering if we would ever do it again.
It is very seductive.
I'm sure my carbon footprint was enormous.
It's just, I love my food, and it was soooo good, and I didn't have to put any effort into it at all.
And I love my wine and cocktails, and again, I didn't have to think about it at all.
Maybe in a couple of years.
My arm is killing me now from my flu shot so I have to stop typing. Also I am getting a mini-flu I think.
Maybe more when I am feeling better.
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