Greetings from the Bahamas.
That's where I am. The Pastor didn't toss me over the side of a cruise ship.
It's been just lovely. There are no children here. Well, there are children, just not any of mine. The only irritant I've had for days is sand in my bikini bottoms. Oh, and I didn't like it when the Pastor ordered fish yesterday that came on the plate with it's eyeballs still intact.
I've found a Starbucks every day. Not necessarily the real thing, you know those "We Proudly Brew" places, but close enough.
p.s. I did visit the happiest place on earth in Florida - the Coach outlet!!!