We are enroute to Nassau, but at least the water is much calmer today. Our balcony door blew open again last night, Mark got up in the night and closed it.

We were rather let down last night. I don't know why they pursued us constantly to let them know what night we wanted to celebrate our 25th anniversary, and then did absolutely nothing. Oh well, life happens.

We are packed, customs form filled out, passports repossessed. With two trips so close together, I think we are ready to be home for a while.

Those of you who are coming on the 27th, do try to get Ricardo as your dining room waiter and then give him our affectionate regards. I've never encountered a waiter as good as he is.