​My day began in a slight fog.  The previous night’s adventure left it’s mark.  When will I learn?

After checking out, a black coffee and a probiotic yogurt (limited choices in the Caribbean), I was off to the Marina in a taxi.  The Simpson Bay Marina sits at the bottom of the hill where my resort perched, so it was a brief drive.

The guard at the gate to the dock was staring at her phone when I approached.  I wonder what Caribbean version of Candy Crush the islanders prefer.  They all seem to be glued to their phone like an American - perhaps global warming isn’t the biggest threat to the species. Living in cyberspace might be.  I digress.

​I’m on my way to the airport. It’s 9:30 on a Wednesday. Tonight, we ate dinner in front of the tv with all the girls. We started playing the “what do you want to watch” game, screening previews as always, until we landed on Wonder Woman. How appropriate. I want to raise strong, independent, caring and good daughters. Other than the epic fight scenes and skimpy outfits, it was an appropriate movie to engage the girls and spend the last night for a few weeks together.