A New Bucket List

We have just returned from a bucket list trip to Bermuda.  When we made our reservations, Jeff said, “We’re going to need a new bucket list!” 

At a lovely resort hotel, we tried – and failed – to take up residence on a chaise lounge.  We have never done vacation that way.  Besides, if Jeff sits, he sleeps, and he did not plan on sleeping his vacation away.  There was a lot to see and do and he was up for everything: a lighthouse, forts, beaches, ferry rides, restaurants, museums, gardens, snorkeling, cave tours, massage in a cave spa and – best of all – cave swimming which we enjoyed numerous times.  The cave entrance was conveniently located close to our room.

 Everyone was friendly and seemed genuinely happy to be there – locals and tourists alike.  Jeff ordered fish at every meal and said, “Theresa would be proud of me – no beef all week!”  The manager of the restaurant we visited most often, The Swizzle Inn, said we were their “fish ambassadors.”  The restaurant’s slogan is “Swizzle Inn, Swagger Out,” which I thought was “Stagger Out.”  We did neither but we did enjoy their signature drink, the Rum Swizzle.

On our last morning on the island, we woke up early enough to watch the sunrise.  Jeff took awesome pictures with our new point-and-shoot camera.   

The lawn needed to be mowed when we returned, of course, and the lawn mower was finicky.  Jeff had to work on it and coax it to start.  He remembered that the first lawn mower we bought 32 years ago lasted only five years or so and this is the second one we’ve ever had.  Again, I expressed my belief that it is time for a new mower but Jeff is not ready to concede to the mower and me.  Jeff also remembered that last summer he was not able to pull the cord to start the mower.  He might be taking too much pleasure in tinkering with it.

We're glad to be home to family but what a great trip!