I got up early again and ran the other way on the beach, past the neighboring resorts and then back the way I went the first day a bit. Shakes again for breakfast, I used the yummy rich yogurt from the plane.
I decided that it would be fun to rent scooters from the resort and ride to Natadola beach. While the rental paperwork was being completed, Chris & Rae met two Americans making their living as stewardess and pilot for a private jet who were just returning their rental scooters. During their morning expedition, the stewardess, Lisa,'s jaw got whacked by a traffic barrier arm. It was painful but she seemed alright overall. They were thankful for Rae's insider advice on local medical care. We rented scooters for three. Rae and I on one, Chris and Todd on the second and Meadow on the third. Meadow was a little nervous starting out but did OK... then we hit traffic and things got more difficult. When we saw that the highway was going to be even worse we stopped, took some photos of the local school and a very artsy building and headed back. This time with the Chris's on one and Todd and Meadow on the other.
Chris instigated my riding the scooter onto the golf course... everyone and hilarity followed. By the end I was feeling pretty comfortable riding and am really looking forward to my class when I get back.
We were a bit hungry and stopped by the Sheraton on the way back to eat the Tuna fish sandwich picnic launch we had packed for the beach and watched the rain clouds move in over the ocean. Another pretty resort, we took photos of their lilly ponds.
We got back and headed directly to the port to pick up some food. We went by the ice cream shop, I had a delicious Mango Sorbet! They even had no-sugar-added chocolate ice cream for Chris.
Earlier that morning Meadow and I had walked down the road to a little coffee shop and had breakfast. We stopped by the corner store and picked up ground beef. So that night for dinner, Rae made Roti, aka tortillas, and we had a reasonable facsimile of tacos using the little peppers that we'd bought at the outdoor market. They were pretty spicy and I used too many, but everyone liked the result. Rae's auntie would've been proud of how well she made roti, especially since she had to use a glass for a rolling pin. What a fine Indian housewife she'd make! :)
There was more sitting about on our veranda and eventually sleep.
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