Mohammed has left flowers for our room.

Same, same – essentially no different.

Another cookie-cutter day in our beautiful but slightly dystopian paradise: get up, see a great sunrise, go eat breakfast (finally, this time with coffee, milk, and sugar all at the same time!), go down to the pool deck for morning-rays, roust the pool-guy out of his stupor for mattresses and towels, maybe walk along the tide pools during low tide, play the do-they-have-it-today crap-shoot with the bartender for whatever drink you’re ordering, find someone to take your order for lunch, chill out on the pool deck for afternoon-rays, pack it in around 4 PM, back to the room for a shower and siesta, up for dinner by 8 PM, and then working on this blog on the balcony….

And yes, it’s “Disco Night”, again… BAM!