Bad day to be a fish

Hubby loves to go out on the ocean and fish.  One of our rewards for sitting through a time-share presentation was a free fishing trip.  He left this morning at 6:15 while I was still in slumber land.  Hubby got lucky.  He got the biggest fish on the trip!

 You can see how much bigger it was than the other fish caught that morning.

At 11 in the morning while he was fishing, I was scheduled for a massage.  I decided to walk down to the resort where the spa was instead of taking the bus.  It was about a mile walk and by the time I got there I was drenched.  it's humid here!  Of course, nothing went as easy as I would have liked because they expected a voucher that I was not given.  After being so harrassed at the presentation, I was sick of it.  I hadn't walked all that way for nothing!  Eventually I got to go in the room for one of the whimpiest massages I've ever had.  But it was still nice.  I'm thinking those students at the College of Massage Therapy are pretty dang good.  

I could have taken the bus back, but since we've had unlimited food down here, I decided it would probably be smarter to walk than sit, so I started the trip back on foot.  At one point I heard a skittering sound to my right and I saw this...

 Can you see the iguana?

Meanwhile, traveling back to port, the fishermen fed the birds some of the bait fish.  The birds flew right along with the boat and took fish right out of their hands.

 Again today a wild towel animal was waiting for us when we got back!

Back at the hotel, we found these coconuts laying on the sand. 

Not really!  This is a picture of the huts on the beach 6 stories below our room.  Enlarged and cropped you can see Terry's legs sticking out from under the middle hut.  He was taking a nice nap!  Aaah, the life!