July 6, 2009 – Team Dutch Rudder*
Hit the gym at 8 for a quick ride while everyone else slept in – late night at the casino for them; I turned in earlier.
We’d reserved a front-row palapa for the day, and I headed there around 9. Everyone else is still getting ready for the gym or the day or whatever. I’m determined not to waste time and want to spend as much time as I can out in the sun and sand.
The sea is amazingly calm. 3″ to 6″ wavelets roll onto the beach – “crash” isn’t appropriate. It’s already windy, but I think that’s a constant here.
Spent most of the day one beach, sitting in the sun and reading with breaks to swim and cool off and escape the occasional sand storm. Owies. Ended up with a sunburned back and a finished book (The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao – read it, you’ll like it).
Dinner was so-so, but then we launched into an evening of gambling. Team Dutch Rudder (TDR)** consisted of Penny, Mike and Jason playing while I served as time keeper and accountant. Winnings and losses were pooled, and everyone started with the same amount in. Play at each casino was limited to 30 minutes. I held on to the winnings to prevent them being lost at subsequent casinos. TDR played at four casinos and was slightly up at the end of the night.
*Yes, I know what it means. Look it up on Urban Dictionary. NSFW.
**If memory serves, the name came about from a joke about all of us piling into one bed to sleep and the name of a restaurant I wanted to check out later. One of those things that took on a life of its own that we thought was hysterical but you may not.