We had fun painting pottery by the beach pool. I painted a sunflower plate, while Little Squirt splashed color onto a dinosaur bank with great labor, carefully choosing each paint. He later added a dog to his art work. The gentleman who works that area will detail our art with a fine brush, and fire them in the kiln. Today we will pick up our finished pieces and have little mementos of our trip.
Our resort buildings face a coastline with waves that are brutal and without mercy. The Pacific meets The Sea of Cortez, which makes for a strong and dangerous undertoe. Swimming is forbidden. But we’ve walked along the shore and watched the cruise ships sail.
The owner has some exotic wildlife which roam the grasses by our building. Two black swans mingle with two white ones. There is a pair of peacock and several flamingos. Little Squirt has been carrying around a sketchbook all week, and his favorite art subjects are the tame swans. I must read him E.B. White’s, “The Trumpet of the Swan” when we return home.
I’m getting a little spoiled by ordering yummy things poolside whenever I have a craving. The resort makes a delicous virgin Bloody Mary with a strong flavor of lime. I also love their chips with homemade guacamole, and the cute little quesedilla triangles. Little Squirt has discovered a passion for the classic Shirley Temple.
Ahhh....vacation.
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