The next morning there was a yoga class on the beach. I watched it from my seat in the restaurant eating my breakfast - omelette, bacon, toast and orange juice. Yum Yum!!!
The resident peacock joined us on the beach - he was making peacock noises to get every one's attention and he got mine. I got a great picture if I do say so myself. He stayed for a hour or two then headed back to his field.
The Tower Island pontoon anchored offshore of our beach and stayed for a good hour at least. You could hear the music and laughter clear as day. They certainly had a good time.
All good things must come to an end - I got some pictures out the window as we were leaving Jamaica and then the sunset closer to home. After I collected my luggage at the airport (just joking - that is not all mine) it was time to head back to reality and snow and frigid temperatures.
There is no place like home...