There is something special about pulling up in a boat to a restaurant among the palm trees on shore, and ordering a beer and a cheeseburger in paradise, with crisp salty shoe-string french fries and a kosher dill pickle.
This is the Green Parrot Restaurant on Paradise Island in the Bahamas where one can do just that. This view was taken last Sunday.
I was out on a boat on the ocean a few miles off Nassau. As we were approaching New Providence, we saw this storm off in the distance. The rain below the storm cloud is intense, and yet the sun is shining on the upper stretches of the cloud. It is a dramatic pic.
I shot this short video of paddle boarders against a beautiful sunset on Seven Mile Beach in the Cayman Islands last week. This was on the beach of the Westin Hotel which faces west and has gorgeous sunsets.
We were looking for a place in the Cayman Islands to have lunch. One of the highest rated eateries according to TripAdvisor.com on the island was this food shack at the end of Seven Mile Beach.
I ordered the fried grouper. Let me tell you, tripadvisor was not wrong. They have their own delicious hot sauce that they package and sell in recycled jars that is delicious.
The cost of a fried grouper combination plate that included a generous portion of fresh fried grouper with sauce, seasoned rice, a couple of fried plantain sticks, a fritter and half a key lime was $10 Cayman dollars which is $12.50 US.
Well worth the trip. The eating place is picnic tables next to it under a patio awning, and that is awesome too , because the sea is just across the street.
The second one is the fallen down family homestead barn. All that is left is the silo.
My dog sleeps about 20 hours a day. He has his food prepared for him. He can eat whenever he wants.
His meals are provided at no cost to him.
He visits the Doctor once a year for his checkup, and again during the year if any medical needs arise.
For this he pays nothing, and nothing is required of him.
He lives in a nice neighborhood in a house that is much larger than he needs, but he is not required to do any upkeep.
He makes no contribution to the running or maintenance of the house.
If he makes a mess, someone else cleans it up.
He has his choice of luxurious places to sleep. He receives these accommodations absolutely free.
He is living like a King, and has absolutely no expenses whatsoever.
All of his costs are picked up by others who go out, work hard, and earn a living every day.
I was just thinking about all this, and suddenly it hit me like a brick in the head.
I think my dog is an IMMIGRANT