Oh Wait, It’s Raining Again…

No worrys, not another cyclone, just plain old rain and continuous high winds. Well, that’s a load off my mind. I will confess to a bit of frustration here. Apparently we are at some sort of sea adventure nexus, where one can, during normal weather, charter a helicopter, rent a wide variety of fast sea craft, bother or try to capture numerous species of ocean life, take excursions to other islands and oceanic curiosities, or just lay out in the sun for more than one day a week. The last week or so? Not so much.

On the other hand, I pretty much asked for a vacation where I did nothing in an exotic locale. Next time I shall have to put more thought into the wording of my request.

But the experiments had a good time. In fact, they marveled at the fact that we were doing traveling that was completely unconnected to a convention. I found that a bit odd myself. That started when I was packing, and realized that I didn’t need half the stuff I usually drag along, because it was all business stuff. This resulted in surprisingly few panic attacks while we were on the road (“Where’s the cash box?!”), and I hardly tried to sell anything to the hotel staff at all.

Experiment #2 discovered that she liked ping-pong. A lot. We played almost every day, and she declared that we must install one in the basement. I am okay with this, once we finish sweeping stuff out. I grew up with a ping-pong table and consider it a fine builder of character and hand/eye coordination. Plus, it is an acceptable way to beat children.