Saturday

B, my aunt K, and I went for a drive (and to check out antique shops). Along the way we got lost (surprised?), and ended up on this LONG, straight, dead-end road that had signs that said "burial" on either side every few yards - between the palm trees - and when we looked carefully, we could see the mongooses at the bases of the trees.

I commented to my step-sister, K, that only tourists take pictures of common house pests...


The kids spend most of the day in the pool. At the beginning of the week the twins, J and K, wouldn't go near it. Now they're begging their cousin, E, to swim with them.