Travelling Granny Pants: From the Hammock

Hola! I know I have been lazy with daily updates but to tell you the truth there really isn’t all that much to say. Island life is very slow and relaxing and we are becoming quite good at it. We have absolutely no urge or desire to do anything other than swim, eat, and play in the ocean. I think it is something we really both needed.

We did attend the cultural festival one night but it certainly wasn’t what we expected. It is funny how Latin cultures can be so very different. In Cuba, the minute music is heard, people are up and dancing…young, old and everything in between. Here, chairs were set up in front of the stage and everyone sat just listening, not even any chair dancing. Eddy Santiago, salsa singer extraordinaire was a no show, having cancelled so a Columbian salsa singer/band took his place. Let’s just say we didn’t stick around after the first song and discreetly slipped away. We did, however, find ourselves at a little bar down the road that had a small band that played amazing techno jazz. This was definitely our grown-up night and we stayed out until 11:30 pm, sipping Havana Club and just enjoying the music. We were definitely the old farts there.

We’ve had our golf cart for a couple of days now and enjoy just toodling around the island. We visited the turtogranja (turtle farm) today and saw lots and lots of turtles. We had our own personal guide, a little toothless man, who took us all around. He kept picking up turtles and sticking them in my hands. He was very sweet and very enthusiastic. There was one pen with these poor turtles who were born with deformed shells so just live there in their little sanctuary pond. We also say baby rays and a baby shark and some seahorses which were kind of cool as I had never seen them before.

Well I am off for a dip in the pool so I leave you with some pictures of our toodling around Isla and the Tortugranja. Adios amigos y familia!