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Friday, October 31, 2014

Zumba for A Cause

So Thursday brought a fun time at the annual breast cancer fundraiser at the Marriott. I've always gone when on-island, but it's been kickboxing. This time it was Zumba. I'm not the most coordinated person, but neither was anyone else, so it was actually a lot of fun. When the insructor first said there'd be 20 (or was it 30 songs), I thought she was kidding, but after 1 1/2 hours, I discovered she was not.



Scene St. Kitts was there as usual. The face behind Scene St. Kitts is Tina, but it's always got a camera in front of it (mine usually does too).


A few of the fun ones Tina took:



Can I just say, I want one picture where I'm not a sweaty slob? Plus, I didn't have any pink and needed pockets so had to wear hiking gear. Yeesh.

I hitched a ride with someone else I hadn't seen in awhile, and realized that I know more people from my 4 years here, than I've known in my lifetime.

That night, was round 4 with the kitty and the mouse. Ms. Kitty has been bringing mice in through the kitty door so she can munch on them in peace. Except that I'm here. The 1st night, one ran across my back, except that I didn't know that's what it was, and when I got up that morning there was nothing but a red splotch on the floor. Shrug. The next night I watched Flush bring a very alive mouse into the bedroom and then drop it. I spent a bit of time running after it before I realized that it would be easier to let Flush get it again, so helped her round it up. Once it was in her mouth, I pulled it out by the tail and let it out so it could live to see another day.

Well, that was likely all it got, because the next night Flush came in with another one. I took her and the mouse in her mouth outside, but kitty didn't take the hint, so I took the mouse from her again. The next night, she waited until she killed the thing before bringing it in. Before I was onto her, half the mouse was eaten already. Yuck. Seriously, yuck. Incredibly, she ate every single thing - from fur to bones to blood - except for 3 stinky turd-like things (gizzards?). Pretty amazing. Gross, but amazing. I will be locking Flush's cat door at night if she continues to do this.

Ah, a nice sunrise.



I'm pretty sure Betsy has figured out that if I've appeared, that means her favorite human is about to disappear. So to make her feel better, I take her to the beach. She knows right where to go.


Beach! Yay!



Wahoo!


Yippee!


Grass - awesome!


Of course, there's always the long, steep walk back. Last time I was here, I dragged her. This time, she found shade and waited for me.



Guard cat waiting. Sans mouse, thank you.


All that rolling around, meant this, of course. Now she smells like coconut. Quite pleasant.


Happy Halloween everyone!


P.S. Last year at this time, we were partaking in Fantasy Fest activities on Key West. Life is weird. Well, ours is. Renee

Tuesday, October 28, 2014

Wrap Up in Nevis

The final day of hash festivities was a catamaran trip to/from Nevis, hash, food, and games. We had a good crowd of about 75 people.



It was a nice smooth ride on the Spirit of St. Kitts. It was the first time we'd been on that particular boat.



It looked like it was pouring on Nevis, but the rain must have been in the cut between the two islands. It was nice and clear upon arrival.



Mr. X and those stupid, ancient 1980s shorts. We want to steal them sometime and burn them.



The hike itself was perfect. It included some hills, some ruins, some views, and was just the right length. Great job to the 2 hash-setting virgins on Nevis (Chris & Nessa).  I really liked the fact that we could go inside the ruins, too.



Some rare upper-strength activity with ropes.



And then we were back to Pinney's Beach. Either end shots.



Cheers to Chris, photo bombing, for her part in setting the trail.


We ended up 3 for 4 on the food. When Michael asked what the vegetarian option was, the guy responded "fish." Um, when did fish become a vegetable? That left some salad and garlic bread (made on hotdog buns). We passed. Others ate though.



Some soaked.

And then it was game time. Soak the towel, run it up the line, wring it out, fill bucket.



Losers get soaked!


Then the old spin around the stick, run dizzy, drink a beer without using your hands, run back game.

  

Ah, good times.


Neat clouds over St. Kitts.


Always a great sunset.



A beautiful return too.



I liked this shot that included the moon sliver.


Some of us stayed awake.



Some of us had gone to Sunshines and had too much rum punch.



The danger of taking a nap around people like us.



And then we were back. We hitched a ride (thanks Sue!) and rushed over to the Latin Festival, with it having about 1 1/2 hours left. This event has really become a big deal. It was almost like watching a concert at Warner stadium. I kind of liked it when it was smaller and at Spice Mill, but that's progress for you.



We ran into more people we hadn't seen for awhile, and all wanted to hug us and take pictures, but I felt too scummy. Itching and hungry, I had a nice walk home that was punctuated by fireworks.



There! We survived the 20th Anniversary hash. As mentioned before, if you're looking for yourself in pictures with more expensive cameras or just can't get enough, check SceneStKitts or the SKN hash Facebook page. If they had as many photos as I had to wade through, it could take awhile though.

Michael went back to the U.S. today - boo. It felt a bit like he was just leaving for vacation, and that I'd be seeing him return soon. He didn't even have a moment to lie on the beach while he was here! Things will quiet down a bit on Island Babble now, so you email subscribers will get a break. Ben/Heidi might throw in their two cents on what they've been up to, too, since they may also have experienced something they deem worth sharing. I'm here for 3 more weeks so will share a few more observations and activities as they come up. Enjoy your week! Renee


Renee P.