While the boys were out surfing, Aimee and I spent a lot of time swimming at the pool, kayaking, playing cards, snorkeling, reading, and writing.  We bonded with all the other girlfriends and wives left behind while their partners were out surfing.  Although there are women who surf big reef breaks, there are not many of them.  I am certainly not one of those women who is strong enough or brave enough.  Aimee and I are both adventurous, though.  One day we kayaked out from the bay, down the shore line to a river that headed inland through the jungle.  Mangroves formed a tunnel as we paddled deeper inland.  Eventually the river winds into a local village but we never made it that far.  We were happy just enjoying the stillness and remoteness of the jungle, and the sound of the beautiful bird calls.  Unfortunately, we left our cameras behind, fearing that they might get wet in the rougher waters on the way to the river mouth.

Swimming at the pool.

Playing pool.

Playing cards.

Checking out the local Flora.

Eating family style dinner and sharing surf stories.

Playing guitar with new friends.