Morning
I worked on the computer all morning, dealing with some irksome work issues. As I expected, the folks at Budget Marine have neither called nor e-mailed. I’m no longer particularly bothered, having given up hope on them yesterday.
Lunch and afterwards
It is approaching 4 PM, and the local “happy hour,” and I’m slowly trying to wind down at work. The view from the balcony is impressive, but it doesn’t reflect the noise of the construction vehicles. The big trucks, when departing under heavy load, press their loud horns when they approach the access road and don’t let up until they reach the distant main street. That’s several minutes of constant honking, which disturbs the otherwise idyllic quiet.
Happy Hour
Those cold Carib beers in a bucket taste wonderful!!