Karyne, our resort rep, had told us that there is a flea market about a five minute walk along the beach.
I checked it out this morning. Karyne had said to barter with them ... cut any price they give you in half.
Here's the conversation as I got to the sign ...
Sales guy: Hey, Beautiful Lady.
SG: Where are you from?
SG: Come into my shop and I give you a good deal ... almost free.
I took a walk through all the shops.
I didn't buy anything. They all had the same crappy teeshirts, jewelry, etc.
Sister Sarah and I spent the morning at the beach.
Sister Sarah did the water aerobics class again ... I read.
She also went kayaking ... I read.
We spent the afternoon at the pool. Here are Jeremy from Georgia, Christie from Coburg, Val from Ontario, Carrie from Ontario, Loye from Georgia and Sister Sarah.