I Fought The Lawn

Saturday April 1st, 2006

Saturday’s our last day before going home, and we’d decided we would fill the day by doing absolutely nothing. I took two of my favourite pictures on this day: a picture of my view from the beach lounger in the morning…

… and a picture of the pool from my beach lounger in the afternoon.

We read, we listened to the MP3 player, we drank fruity drinks with little tiny hats, and sometime around lunch yours truly went snorkeling. There’s a reef about thirty yards out that was full of fish: little black ones with yellow stripes that looked like lightning bolts on them, and big purple and blue ones darting all over the place. While I thought snorkeling would be hard, it wasn’t, and I floated out over the reef for half an hour and watched the watery world below. I must admit, it was truly impressive. Well, it was for me, anyhow. I doubt the fish thought much of the large white blobby thing peeping down at them.

This day was essentially a washout, and I wouldn’t have had it any other way. Knowing that I’d have to be stuffed back in that Air Transat jet again and returning to a busy airport in a cold country thrilled me about as much as the thought of returning to work the next day did. I really needed to soak up the doing nothing like it was going out of style, and that’s what I did. It paid off, because by the time the end of the day was over I was more relaxed than Perry Como on a bag of weed (wow, was that a dated reference or what?)

We got picked up early the next day following a fabulous sunrise, and Roger saw us off from the lobby. The bus took us to the airport, the airport put us on a sardine can with wings, the sardine can with wings took us to Toronto, and Tania’s dad was there to pick us up. We drove to his place, picked up my car, and then it was off to Pickering, where Tania’s mom had prepared us a surprise roast dinner at our house.

And that, as they say, was that. I’m married, I’m a stepfather of two, I own a house in the ‘burbs, I work forty hours a week, and I went to Mexico on my honeymoon. I guess that might sound very dull to a lot of people, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. Already, being married has got it’s advantages.

- BC