How are Things at the Office?

Bonaire, N.A.- We caught a red-eye out of Houston Saturday night, landing on the desert isle before dawn, and after a lengthy nap we ventured out to Lac Bay with our host (and long-time friend of Friday's), Si, for a beachside lunch and some windsurfing (I'm awful at it), followed by a dinner of barracuda (it's a lot like swordfish).

Monday, we rented SCUBA gear and dove the reef in front of our lodging. I'd come down with a cold a couple days before out trip, so equalizing my inflamed sinuses during the descent was a challenge. I thought of Shackleton and the plight of his crew on the Endurance during their ill-fated Antarctic journey - how they had suffered similarly, and yet persevered - and this helped me to forge yet deeper into the 80 degree water.




A short jog thru the neighborhood in the afternoon preceded a benefit dinner (Haitians? Homeless? Ex-pat Americans?) back at Lac Bay, and then - with our bellies full of spaghetti and our brains dazed by Venezuelan beer - windsurfing under the full moon alongside a dozen or so others who threw caution to the wind (har!) by being out there with us.