We'd parted ways with George, with whom we had spent a fantastically awesome, informative, photo-laden type of day !!! And now we found ourselves with some sore butts, sore from sitting on George's big pink wooden boat most of the day and were looking forward for a walk on the beach,
and really, which direction would you choose?
In front of us was this,
Our choices were either to go this way??
Or this way?
What would you do ??
Our deciding factor was our rumbling tummies and the bit of a resort there, off in the distance, behind those trees, that might, perhaps, have some extravagantly over-priced thirst quenching drinks and even, could we hope, some food for us hungry adventurers?
After a bit of a hot, long, sand-y type of walk,
that had us coming up to these, signifying some hope...
and sure enough, the boys found some cold and refreshing Dr Pepper's and Beers
followed by some Burgers,
served up by Janice, (would you believe it...) from the Bronx !!
A small world. But oh, what a great day... in Barbuda !!