Sigh. Our last full day.
The others went for an extreme zip-line adventure while I stayed back to relax, identify the fish we had seen, and take pictures of the place. After lunch, Steven and Denise took out a couple of kayaks and Lori hung out at the palapa. I later joined them all at the palapa.
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Steven on the zip line |
Denise on the zip line |
Lori demonstrates her signature spread-eagled technique |
Bill works hard to identify all of the fish |
Denise, Lori, Steven, and Bill sit down to their last lunch |
Steven and Denise review their dives at the pool |
Meanwhile, Lori settles down in the palapa |
Ted dive-bombs Steven and causes him to capsize |
It was THIS big! |
Denise and Steven kayak |
Lori, Steven, and Denise in the golden rays of the setting sun |
Steven and Denise |
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Steven and Denise paddle off into the sunset |
Apparently, they arrived |
Barefoot Cay by air showing our villa, the palapa, the lagoon, and the channel that Rich sometimes used to exit the reef |
The palapa |
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Our flights were at two, so we were able to pack casually after breakfast. The staff drove us out to the Roatan airport where we hung out with Kenji and Brent, other Barefoot Cay guests from San Francisco. It took us about an hour to check in. Although security was high—I was searched twice—there weren't really any lines through their customs or security.
On the flight home we were notified that passengers could not get up or have anything in their laps an hour before landing in the US. Apparently, the day before, some jerk tried to blow up a plane with an improvised device and just burned himself.
We said our goodbyes in Houston to Denise, who had to run off for her flight. Lori, Kenji, and Brent and I had a nice crawfish etoufee at Pappadeaux Seafood before scurrying off to our flight.
We arrived home and it was pouring. And 47 degrees. Brrr!
Our two-bedroom, two-bath villa from the beach |
Another shot of our villa from the beach—note that the sand has been raked |
The back deck |
The living room, looking in |
The kitchen |
Enough appliances are provided to make coffee from whole beans, rum daiquiris, and grilled cheese |
A full refrigerator that had been stocked with fruit that I only found out about on the last day! |
The living room, looking out |
The back deck and the beach |
Our (very comfortable) bedroom |
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Complete with fan (to discourage mosquitos and cool you while you sleep) and air conditioner |
A TV was also provided which we used to review photos and play music |
Each day, the housekeeping staff would adorn the room with flowers in creative ways |
The bathroom... |
...with outdoor shower! |
The one-bedroom bungalows |
The bungalows, facing towards the villas |
The bungalows from the pool |
The marina and pool area |
The pool (that’s Denise and Steven in the background) |
The open-air dining room |
The dining room |
The pool and dining room at night |
The very talkative parrot |
Barefoot Divers across the channel with ferry in front |
The Barefoot Divers fleet |
A mangrove tree |
Romantic and secluded spots abound |
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