avery

Every time I take out my phone, all day every day, there they are. Like a portable hug.

Melt. Kid, you’re gonna be anything you want.

Man. Time flies. Here’s some of what I haven’t had time to write about.

– Barbados part 3
– Team Chaos went to Banff and met with some pretty fantastic success, and new friends
– while Marjorie and Avery hit Vancouver for some family time
– and then Team Taverner spent a few days with my sister’s family
– Lee broke his foot, Adrian hurt his back, Matt moved to Toronto
– Avery eats people food because 4 teeth!
– and she dances
– the haunted duck book
– Team Chaos/CAM (the line is pretty blurry) shot a TV commercial
– and then an epic 2-day for L’Oréal Professionnel
– Rita and Adrian celebrated some birthday with the gang
– Team Avery took a jaunt up to Riverdale to hang with Team Josephine

And that’s just the stuff I can remember without referring to the photos. There will be more. I also hope I get time to actually sketch in some details on that list.

Here, then, is part 3 of the Barbados pics:

I may have to have Marjorie sitting beside me for part 4, because the memory already grows dim. I should eat more… memory food thing.

So! I discovered a tiny lizard living with us. He was with us for at least three days. Then he vanished. I really hope it wasn’t into the stove, which did get used. Cute little lizard though. Those are egg cups in the image above. Small egg cups.

The next day we loaded up the car and trundled north west. We meant to go north, but the island… she encourages exploring. As does the tourist “map”. No harm done as long as you aren’t in a hurry. We weren’t.

After many adventures we managed to find Bathsheba – utterly gorgeous – and this mysterious concrete and stone structure perched alone on a massive boulder. The interior is subdivided into four stalls. Change rooms? Outhouse? Showers? Privacy-obsessed fish cleaning? No idea. We didn’t stick around long enough to investigate. Too much too explore, and we had spent an amazing amount of time getting to know the… you can’t call them back roads because they’re what passes for highway on the quieter side of the island. Let’s call them… suicidally narrow switchbacks crawling along the central mountain ridge.

Our ultimate destination was this fancy resort restaurant called (see, there’s the fading memory. M will help.) We just wanted a cold drink, as much to cool poor Avery off as to get a beer in my face. Even though they were closing shop they accommodated us. You can’t say no to a baby that cute. So we enjoyed our frosty beverages on the famous veranda (well, lots of famous people have also enjoyed frosty beverages on it). The wind was picking up and for a while all three of us were hypnotized by the monster clouds rolling in. Then I realized we’d have to drive through whatever they were bringing, and it was time to raise anchor.

We reckoned we were just far enough ahead of the weather to check out Codrington College, a beautiful old campus on a coral cliff. When would we be back, right? Beautiful, serene, knowledgy.

And we made it back just fine. The storm apparently soaked the other end of the island, but we barely got a shower. Nice.

Coming up next: more adventures, including the boozeum.