The next night after our little game in the hot tub saw the wife and I left to our own devices. Maria and Dylan had gone into town to check out the nightlife. I’d asked Mel if she wanted to go, but she decided that a few drinks on the beach with me was perfectly fine.
I woke up the following morning and took the shuttle into town to buy the trinkets and tchotchkes I’d have to give the folks back home, nothing too interesting, just a bunch of tourist-ey crap. I did buy a few bottles of Rum however, and on the way to where the shuttle would pick me up, packed them and shipped them back to the states. Cost more than the stuff was probably worth, but I wanted to add it to the collection.
I got back to the resort around 2 in the afternoon. Morning clouds had parted, and I felt like heading down to the water for another dip in the Carribbean, as it was starting to really begin to heat up, and I thought that I might just want to nap in the afternoon.