Well, it was my turn to have gastrointestinal issues!
Who knows what may have caused this challenge for me? I was careful not to even brush my teeth with the tap water, or not to eat anything slightly greasy at the buffet. Alas, it is good that we were already familiar with the resort - the location of the "banos" (washrooms), in particular.
Our plan had been to hang out around the resort anyways, so no big change to our schedule. Walter was feeling back to normal. After breakfast, we went to the main lobby area for a cup of coffee or tea and to investigate the Internet options.
For 2 Cuban pesos, Walter purchased a card with a passcode to access the Internet. Unfortunately, the service was either overloaded by guests at the resort or just had poor connections. So it took several tries and holding our tongues just the right way before we got onto the system. It was already Wednesday and we hadn't been able to contact family to let them know we were all right! Third world problems!
One of the first things we learned from back home was that a young woman who had been part of our youth group in our Morning Star Ministries days, had passed away Monday. We had heard she had very advanced cancer and was given 2 months to live. The first chance we got, we went to the hospital to visit her the Friday before we left for Cuba. It was very emotional to see her in the condition she was in: no hair, swollen from the steroids and lying in bed, too weak to be up and about. But we had promised to come back to visit her and her husband when we got back in a week's time. I think she had hoped for the chance to talk with Walter and ask him to do her funeral service. But that promised visit was not to be...
Walter left her mother a message on Facebook that we heard the news and would be home on the Monday if there was anything we could. (As it turned out, her husband was waiting for us to return to Canada and did hold off making plans for the service until we were home. Walter and I did the service, using Morning Star Ministries' building and having their pastor and his wife participate, as well.)
The day was another hot and beautiful one so we packed up a few things and went to the pool. It was right behind the bushes that surrounded our block. On our side of the resort was the "relaxing pool", as opposed to the family area that had play equipment and splashing and music. I guess we are getting old to be thankful that we are on the quiet side of life. It was so nice to just relax, read, dip in the pool and swim up to the "bar" for our lemonade slush drinks!
This night we had a late supper reservation at the Italian a la carte restaurant. Being the scheduled person I am, I needed a late afternoon snack to tide me over. So we found the 24-hour snack bar and ordered quesadillas and fries. Tv's showed soccer matches, Spanish music videos and the "Alaskan Bush People" from Discovery channel! Something for everyone. Again, we were enjoyed a leisurely snack and didn't rush anywhere.
We showered off our sun block and dressed up for the dinner out. I had purchased some local jewelry and wore the necklace with my sundress and light sweater for the occasion. It was lovely to stroll out along the paths in the darkness, be waited on and pampered. Again, the restaurant atmosphere was quiet and romantic. We ordered salads, pasta dishes and they served some flat bread, as well. No room for dessert, even though it was tempting to have tiramasu or ice cream.
The evening entertainment was warming up as we left the restaurant and we found ourselves drawn to the centre square to see what was up. A big crowd was gathering so we quickly found some seats on a bench. It was a local rock band from the city of Santa Clara (where we flew into) and they played 60's, 70's and 80's rock music! Lots of seniors and ourselves, even families, were singing along and dancing around. It was a fun atmosphere!
We went back to our room early as we knew the alarm would ring at 7 am - tomorrow would be our re-scheduled catamaran adventure!
You won't want to miss this next blog...
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