Torsten dictates the day's events

Thursday, March 19, 2009

Breakfast was, as usual, at the World Café. We sat on the patio in the morning sun, and it was very nice. Our breakfast was somewhat enlivened by the sight of the woman two tables down leaping hastily to her feet as the water spout above her table suddenly gushed a torrent of water. There was a flurry of activity as various staff members tried to see what had caused the downpour and scurried to relocate the woman and her family to a dry table. As we weren’t affected, it was tremendously funny. Torsten saw a lizard, and was proven to be correct when Ingo tested his hypothesis – the bird did, indeed, like scrambled eggs. However, he hopped off before Torsten could give him any bacon, saying “Want some bacon, bird?”

I had thought that we were going to go to the pool after breakfast, but Torsten had other ideas. We all changed into our bathing gear, and then Torsten informed us that we were going to the “little sandbox” – and that’s just where we went. He spent the whole morning playing in the Kids’ Club with Austin and Sophia (although, when we got there, there were a lot of kids because the Explorers’ Club had stopped in), and was only dragged out of there with difficulty to go have lunch with Glenn. We tried to take him to the beach area again, but he refused to go anywhere near the ocean, saying repeatedly, “I’m afraid of the ocean”.

On the way back to the room to change for lunch, we saw Glenn, and were accosted by a woman who said, “Oh, are you with Glenn? I’m *forgot the name*, Sonya’s mom – Glenn’s friend”. Looks like Glenn picked up a girlfriend. Glenn then came up, with Sonya, and asked if he could go sea kayaking instead of going to lunch with us, to which we of course said yes. So off he went.

The rest of the afternoon followed the normal pattern of lunch, napping and going for dinner. Ingo varied the programme a little by taking a short nap, then going to see if he could go sea kayaking. Unfortunately, the marina closed at 4 pm, so he couldn’t go, but he did discover where there was some decent snorkeling just off the beach, and determined to go some time when the ocean was calmer.

When we met up with Glenn for dinner, he informed us that he actually hadn’t had any lunch, so he made up for it at dinner. He then headed off to see if he could find Sonya. There was a Manager’s Party out in the plaza, but as they were serving alcohol, we weren’t able to go. There was also a beach party at 9:30 (which of course was too late for Torsten, but which Glenn later informed us was great). Instead, we went back to our room. Torsten hopped on the bed, picked up a remote, and managed to turn on the TV. He then exclaimed, “I turned it on! Yay for Torsten! What could we do after that but watch TV and then go to bed?