A more or less sedate Sunday in my neck of the woods. Er, neck of the sands? Neither one makes any sense now that I think about it. Ah, I just looked it up:

This expression originated in the United States. `Neck' comes from `naiack' which means `point' or `corner' in an Algonquian Native American language.

Now I know.

Anyway, after I finished my morning duties, the girlfriend came by with some of her things. We enjoyed some quiet time before we headed to the Car Wash where she had a few chores to complete. I had some lunch there while waiting. Once she was free again, we did a short beach walk before dropping into the Papagayo resort for some refreshments. I had a beer and she had blueberry cheesecake.

We decided to relocate to Baloy beach for a change of scenery.

Sitting at McCoy’s on the beach, a cold beer, a plate of pork chops, and watching the sun go down. It doesn’t get much better than that.

Hash Monday it is again. And today the trail is actually going right by my house.

Speaking of my house, the new neighbors are a loud bunch.

That’s the news from here for now. Yep, my new sedate life must be every bit as boring to read about as my old one. Stick around, I’m bound to do something stupid again soon.