It is not quite the clusterfuck that any of the Portland Saturday markets are, but it was so fun to wander through the stalls and see the foods that were for sale, the items on display. I wish we could have timed our travel to coincide more with the market so we'd have more things to eat and drink that had been sold at the market, but oh well. 'Twas not meant to be.
This day was really hot and humid, and rain started about 1 p.m. This was really fun to drive through on the scooter. Except when it wasn't. Poor Justin was soaked.
Packed up our things from the bungalow and spent out last evening at an island night at the Edgewater hotel. An island night is supposedly like a luau, though I have never been to a luau (or to Hawaii, for that matter). Food, dances, song, forced participation, etc.
I was told this was supposed to be the best island night on the, well, island, but was kind of disappointed. I got more mosquito bites in five minutes here than I did for the ENTIRE trip. I rushed over to my bags to find the heavy-duty DEET shit.
Plus we were told to be there at 5:30 and the island night and the food doesn't even start till 7. This is so they can load you up with weak umbrella drinks. For which they charge a fucking fortune!
It is fun when Justin does stuff like this:
So yeah, that is fun.
So I was a little meh on this. But: This guy was an awesome dancer, though:
And supposed to be sexy dancing. Maybe?
The costumes were fun. Good colors:
We were seated with this very nice couple from New Zealand who were there to celebrate their 5th anniversary. By the time they were seated with us we'd been through some drinks and it was loud in there and I feared I was spraying when I talked.
Then it was time to go to the airport for our flight home. And that in itself was interesting...
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