After a hectic week, ending with a day that felt like a week in and of itself, my friend Jenni and I headed for the pool for a much needed break. I read a little, watched the sunset, took a million pictures of the sunset, swam and floated in the pool a bit, and talked with Jenni a bunch. It was a relaxing, refreshing evening.
Man in sarong (why?) blowing a horn that sounded like what I always imagined a shofar to sound like. Except it wasn't a call to worship or sound of victory; it was to draw the tourists in to the night show, which fortunately, we could not see from where we were.
Man who ran around the pool lighting the tiki torches
Me during the sunset