Busted!

We were up by 6 am today and, as is our usual routine, went to open the door to see if Freaky wants to come in to say hi.  She was there, as she usually is, but today she was wearing a note on her collar that says "DO NOT FEED ME".  Rats - busted by the Freaky police! Ok, fine, we won't feed her...as often.  

Since we were up so early, we decided to check out Glenda's; another place on The List.  Glenda's is famous for her homemade cinnamon buns and fresh squeezed orange juice and you have to get there soon after opening or the buns are gone.  We arrived at precisely 7 am, which is the scheduled opening time.  There were already people waiting.  

Not much to look at, but what's inside is impressive.

The actual opening time was 7:18, which is better than the laundromat, but still not great.  Glenda's is actually a woman's home, and she cooks/serves out of her kitchen.  She has added on a screened porch for seating if you want to eat in.  Most of the others in line were not eating in.  In fact, they were carrying away large bags of cinnamon rolls.  No wonder they don't last past 9 am!  When it was our turn we ordered three rolls and two OJ to eat in.  She asked us to have a seat and, within a minute or two, brought us out our order.

Glenda's cinnamon buns and fresh OJ - a great reason to get up early!

 The buns were still quite hot from the oven and the OJ was lovely and pulpy and cold (and big - they were about 20 oz glasses).  Total for this carb-fest, including tip, was $5 US.  She also sells other breakfast fare such as omelets and breakfast sandwiches, and she also sells home made bread and regular rolls. 

After breakfast, we went for a little bike ride along the beach.  It was quite windy and overcast this morning, as you can see.  

We spent the rest of the morning and early afternoon reading, sunning on the decks, and playing on the computers.  Mid-afternoon, I suggested to Andrew for the 20th time since we've arrived that we should go and rent paddle boards.  He very unhappily acquiesced, so we put on swimming suits and headed off.  The guy working at the shop charged us $10 US for an hour with both boards, and assured us that it was "super easy".  To prove that point, he took us and our boards to the shallow water, leaped on to a board and demonstrated.  His "teaching" consisted of the following points: 

1.  Keep you feet facing the front of the board.  We are not surfing.

2.  Bend your knees.

3. Don't reach too far forward with the paddle or you'll lose your balance.

I was not nearly as graceful getting to my feet as he was, but I was up and paddling surprisingly quickly.  Andrew who is "bad at balance things" (his words), had a more difficult time standing up, so ended up paddling his board kneeling instead.  We actually saw a lot of other people employing this same strategy.  We paddled around through The Split and in to the lagoon area and then back, which took us the better part of an hour.  It was actually quite fun, and not as hard as I had imagined.  Andrew declared it "one degree worse than kayaking", which is pretty bad if you read about our kayaking adventure in Hawaii.  To refresh your memory, I ended up screaming "For God's sake, just put down your paddle and sit there before I push you out!", only moments in to the 2 mile trip.  

We decided that, next time, I'll paddle board and he'll snorkel along side me - win, win!  I'll take the camera next time, also.  Wasn't sure I could balance with the camera my first time out.

After paddle boarding we were starting to get pretty hungry so we ran home to shower and then went back out for an early dinner.  I was craving a burger, so we went to our old standby Paradise, who we know serves burgers all day long.  The burgers were great, especially washed down with rum & pineapple punch! 

After dinner, we went to check in with the French Angel guys.  Still no-go on the manatees, but they'll keep trying.  Next we stopped by Bert's to see if he was planning a trip, but they don't have anything on the books for this week.  He'll let us know if they get anyone else interested in going.  Bert also suggested that I might try Chocolate.  Ha!  Looks like manatees will have to wait for the next trip.