If At First You Don't Succeed. . .

July 10^th

The nights rest was challenged throughout the prior evening by bright flashes of lightning and deep thunderous roars. Greg snuggled closer to Callie to help calm her back to sleep. By morning, the skies were clear, the sun was bright, and the granola and yogurt was calling our names. We ate our usual healthy morning breakfast and decided we were going to ride back into town again. So we prepared our bikes and pedaled our way into town. We spent only a short while in town this time. As it was Sunday, the majority of the shops were closed which forced us to do an even more detailed tour of the small town of Mal Pais looking for anything that was open.

After searching the town from top to bottom and only finding closed signs, the hot sun convinced us that it was time to head back to the resort and make another attempt at surfing. If at first you don’t succeed, get a surfboard that is twice as long as the first one you used. Let me tell you the difference that made! We practically hit the water running. Callie was riding every other wave all the way to the shore. Greg, was trying to do the same. But it was a whole lot more fun surfing when you actually stood all the way up for a while.

At a cataclysm of events happening at once, Greg being slightly stung by what he thought was a jellyfish, and Callie falling off the surfboard and landing wrong, we felt accomplished enough to call it a day and headed back to the resort. I’m sure we looked the part of tourists as it took the both of us to carry the giant surfboard back to the resort. Greg insisted he carry it by himself on the way to the ocean I might add. But the exhausted feelings after surfing didn’t leave much energy for arguing when Callie insisted she help this time on the way back.

Greg still worried about the slight stinging on his left ankle; we decided we should try something to aid the pain. And if there was anything we learned from MacGyver, it was that urine was supposed to be a remedy for jellyfish stings. So, we then. . . yada yada yada, washed up and relaxed some more until dinner time.

By dinner, Callie’s back was feeling better and Greg’s ankle was not stinging as much. We couldn’t have asked for a more perfect day, minus a couple yada yada’s.

LaLa

G & C

P.S. These yada yada’s do not correlate to the yada yada’s that Elaine referred to. And the Lobster Bisque was delicious.