Sunday, September 28, 2008

Our boat to the island


Robert found a friend.





This dog was the friendliest stray. After Robert played with him all day, e followed us around the rest of the weekend. He just belonged to the Island, I guess.

Robert wasn't having such a good time before.



The island in the early morning



We were basically the only ones on the island. Notice the men fishing too. They were getting our dinner...seriously.

Our luxury hotel



The bars were a bit suspicious. I figured out later they were just to keep the giant mesquitos out.

The beach on an isolated island


We went here for the weekend, following our friend blindly... I was definately roughing it.; sleeping on a concrete floor with nothing but a blanket and a flat "pillow"..and the bathroom-don't ask.

Sunday, September 21, 2008

Mark and Mom




Learning how to serve tea and meditation session.