The Jones Boy’s version of mushing, with the help of the two neighbor boys. Look out Iditarod.
The adventure continues……
Tropical Storm Dolly.
We were room bound for about two days during TS Dolly.
Our boys had a great time watching TV. They thought THE INCREDIBLES in Spanish was great. "Turn it up dad, we like to hear it in Spanish."
After TS Dolly North Beach was covered with seaweed. In front of the hotels / condos and beach bars it was cleaned up within a few days. The beach south of the Avalon Bridge had almost no seaweed.
The second two weeks on Isla we were joined by Sue a friend of ours also from Anchorage. (Aunt Sue).
Sue and I worked together for seven years. She is a flight nurse, (I’m a flight paramedic). We were a critical care medevac team. Michelle called her my work wife. Sue is on the injured reserve list for now. Isla was great physical and mental therapy for her.
On the ferry going to the Cancun airport to meet Aunt Sue.
The boys loved the ferry. They wanted to ride it back and forth.
We hired AGI Tours to take us to the airport, pick up Aunt Sue and take us back. They were great, on time, and patient with our family.
Aunt Sue and the boys.
We spent a lot of time walking on the pedestrian walk / seawall on the east side.
For some reason this reminded me of Maynard G. Krebs of Dobie Gillis. Those of you that are old enough will know what I mean. The rest can Google it. (Did I just write that?)
Michelle and friend beading a bracelet.
The Argentinean restaurant.
Up the street from Miguel’s at one of the shops there is a rack of post cards. One of the post cards is of the behinds of some girls wearing thongs. One evening when we were walking around Michelle noticed that all four boys were staring at that postcard. She asked them what they were looking at. They said “Uh, nothing, uh, the shells in the store, uh, yea, the shells”
When we were at the beach I think they were more impressed that they could see the girl’s butts when they were wearing thongs than when they were topless. “Hey dad, you can see her butt”. “Yes son, you can, uh, don’t stare, right honey?”
Next Danny’s 7th birthday party……..