Out of the mildew room. Husband channeled his dad, I channeled my own, and we were out of there within a few minutes of speaking to someone at the front desk. Accommodations still lacking, but we have a DVD player now (yay, I can watch Twin Peaks!).
Was driven into Bahamian tourist trap grocery store. Now proud owner of the most expensive jar of peanut butter in the world.
Exactly how dirty is a floor when walking around barefoot on it for about 20 minutes leaves your feet TOTALLY black on the bottom? [Puts socks on]
Pulling what I like to call a “Tim” (my dad) and washing every dish in this place in the dishwasher.
May be trying out a new diet called “surviving on what we could afford at the tourist trap grocery store.” Recipes to follow.
FYI, for anyone who is wondering…we’re not ungrateful wretches.
Heading to the beach. I predict things will be better very soon.