So I woke up for the sunrise and after I saw it, I basically crawled back in the rack and read for a while. As the saying goes, “seen one - seen ‘em all” but the effort is so worth it.

Finally arose and pushed the button on the coffee maker and sat myself down to say good morning everyone, when out of the corner of my eye I saw something dark in color slithering across the white tile floor. Looks like we had an uninvited guest for breakfast. Scared the daylights out of me, and I don’t care how harmless they are, I don’t wish to share my space with creatures. I swear it was a foot long but the other occupant of this suite says six inches at best. DH got up - I guess the crazy lady yelling from the couch woke him - and he was finally able to shepherd the creepy-crawly thing out the front door. Thank God!

The beautiful Onassis yacht, Christina, is still anchored out in the bay here and it’s been joined as a bookend on the other side of the bay by the Jobs yacht, Venus, which looks like it’s awaiting a bridge opening to get back into the lagoon. Saba is far more visible than it was when we were here in April and I think I saw the vaguest outline of Statia, too. And lastly, the wrecked boat is still wedged into the cliff just beyond El Zafiro. More later……

Later……

Had lunch at home and then enjoyed some pool time. Within fifteen minutes of calling it a day, the heavens opened up and the rains came pouring down. This was immediately after I hung the towels and wet swimsuits out on the porch to dry. Guess we won’t be wearing those suits tomorrow…….

We had a lovely home cooked lasagne dinner and an evening with friends. Thank you, Leona and Andre, for including us and so nice to spend time with you and the Bruces as well. The lasagne was delicious and thoroughly enjoyed as well.