So just returned from my morning walk on Orient. Was up and out around 6am to be one of the psychopaths that are walking up and down the beach. I'm not one to waste any sunlight. And grabbed some more pastries for the crew at Good Morning. Sitting on the patio and enjoying my first cup of coffee and the solitude of the morning while writing this. Everyone else is still zonked from yesterday. But enough of this morning, on to yesterday!
Got outta the house yesterday at 10am, the Irish Cannonball woke up as I was leaving. Told him that there was a bunch of pastries and bread on the patio and to have an easy morning.
Took the jeep to Super U to stock up yesterday, grabbed our relative so he could stock up his place also. We drove up the hill in Orient to go out that side, gate was shut with no one at the shack to let us out. Well worth the drive up just so we could see the villa we used to rent years ago. It was Villa Cocinelle. My spelling may be off on it. But regardless it's still there and still pretty impressive looking. We have stayed there the 3 previous trips. So we banged around and headed out the other entrance discussing real estate as we tend to do while traveling and dreaming.
Got the the store and loaded up a couple carts. I had a great interaction with a lovely employee at Super U while perusing the cured meats and cheeses. She was trying to tell all about the meat I had in my hand, I had to finally tell her that my french is horrible and she said her english is horrible, but we made it through the conversation and she upsold me on a lot more cured meats and cheeses than I planned on. Food is an international language for sure.
Got back to the house, unloaded the goods. Cracked a carib and had a bushmills while trying to get ready. Apparently the pastries were a hit. The boy slayed a couple of them and our friend, Andie couldn't stop talking about the apricot croissants.
Got the family motivated to get to the beach. We walked over to Wai Plage and got hooked up with James. He set us up for what was a solid day of food and drink. The Irish Cannonball made his way to the water before I had even figured out what chairs we were getting. He's a water kid and always has been. So to be on a beach like this is heaven compared to the Northern Atlantic we live on. Started my day off with a bucket of carib and a 'ti punch. The missus opted for Diet Coke due to the previous evening. And we set our good friend up with a bottle of Pinot Noir to enjoy for the day. The food orders were along the lines of calamari, accras, fish rillettes, chicken kabobs and some sandwich that was on special. All of it enjoyed throughout the day with our feet in the sand and salt on our skin. Our relatives, J&T, joined us at Wai, they opted to go up and sit at the restaurant and have their lunch. Which if I remember they split a whole red snapper and some tiger shrimp, they loved it also.
After another bucket of caribs that I didn't order but was pleasantly surprised when they were there as I exited the water we decided to do the trampoline for a while and I ended up taking a stroll by myself up to the old Club O side of the beach to see what it looked like. Definitely a different look on the beach after all these years. I popped into the new Pirate bar and grabbed a presidente, the ladies working there were having a good time and we all joked about the petite presidente they sold me. Will be going back there for sure this week to support them. As I strolled back to Wai with my petite presidente I was flooded by so many memories of that section of the beach. Hard to quantify it all. Still kinda processing that we are here
. We ended up wrapping it up around 430ish and headed back to Silove for the evening. Pool time, chatting the night away and a board of charcuterie for dinner. We also broke out one of the leftover tacos. All of us felt sunkissed and blessed for our first day. We have no real plans for today other than to recreate yesterday but at a different beach bar. One of our favorite things so far has been watching our friend Andie just immerse herself in to a full blown vacation that she never expected. And watching my son just live his best life as a 12 year old is amazing. I'm attaching some pics.
Carol, you asked yesterday about the privacy of the pool at Silove? It's pretty private. We have neighbors but you'd never know it. We have our own backyard with shrubs surrounding us on all sides. There may be one or two other places that have a slight view from their 2nd story but it's private for sure.
