We had a couple of drinks, a good meal, and good conversation. Those guys have the funniest stories about their rugby days and had me laughing a lot. Bob is a sailor so we talked some about boats and sailing as well. I managed to resist the lure of dessert as I'm trying to lose the few pounds I've gained since moving to Ambergris Caye in August.
For the first time ever, we experienced engine problems on the water taxi as it pulled away from the dock. The motor died, and the captain was unable to get it re-started at first. The strong wind was blowing us back into other docked boats, and people on our ferry were having to fend off to avoid smashing into the other boats. Fortunately, just as the bow was heading straight for another boat, the motor roared to life, and off we went. Whew!
It was a beautiful night for a boat ride with the full moon high in the sky by now. I always wish we didn't have to get off at what is usually their first stop heading north, Grand Caribe, because it's so much fun being on the boat, wind blowing through my hair. It's delightful to be in such a warm place in January and continue wearing sandals even in the evening year-round!