Beaches

The rest of our vacation at Beaches Turks & Caicos was exactly what you'd imagine a Caribbean vacation to be...warm breezes, sunny skies, cocktails at the swim up bar, napping in the afternoon, laying in the hammock, reading a good book...ahhh bliss! 

Thankfully we woke up feeling so much better on Saturday...starving, but better.  It's a good thing the food was included because we tore it up!  Even Emma thought the food was decilicious. 

We spent Saturday and Sunday in the pool and napping and eating as a family.  Monday we decided to drop Em off at Camp Sesame and try windsurfing.  Windsurfing so not my idea, but Paul wanted to try and I am nothing if not a good wife.  As the instructor was going over how to windsurf all I could think was "holy crap, holy crap."  So many things to remember!  The only thing I got from the instructor was that he was not going to be in the water with us (What!) and that if all else fails I can just fall off the board.  Let me just say that all else failed A LOT!  I think I spent more time screaming and falling into the water than I did on the actual board. 

Here is the 1 good picture of me windsurfing.  I was on the board exactly long enough for Paul to take a picture.  I really wanted to try paddleboarding, but they said it was too windy every day.

We also went snorkeling.  Paul was sure we could make it to the reef without life jackets, but thank goodness I made us walk all the way back to the water sports area to get them because for sure we would've drowned.  Okay, maybe not me because I used to be a lifeguard, but Paul for sure wouldn't have made it.  lol  We had a good time and only got whistled at once by the lifeguard for swimming out too far.  I didn't even think too much about being eaten by a shark (mostly because there was a natural barrier and I had asked 7 people who worked there if there were sharks and they all said no). 

We took advantage of Camp Sesame one day to go to the water park. 

We both went down the yellow slide first.  I had to leave my sunglasses up top so we went back up to go down again.  Paul told me if I went down the blue slide (I hate enclosed slides) that he'd walk back up and get my sunglasses.  I told him he was on.  Paul decided he would go down the blue slide first.  He sat at the top of the slide and sat there and sat there and finally chickened out and went down the yellow slide after I went down the blue slide.  So of course I gave Paul a hugely  hard time (as did the lifeguard at the top of the slides) until he finally agreed to try again.  Literally it took him 12 tries to let go of the handles and go down the slide (to the point that I pushed him, he started to go down the slide, and grabbed the bar at the last second to stop himself).  I laughed hysterically!  He screamed worse than I did going down the slide. 

I'm not sure Emma loved Camp Sesame, but she survived as did I (I was actually proud of myself for leaving her there and not being a lunatic about it).  The women who worked there seemed fantastic and we did feel comfortable leaving Em there.  We even dropped her off one night so we could go out to dinner without her.  Shock, gasp, I know!  Em did love the Sesame Street music shows they had every other night. 

 The pool was heated!  And Em loves her some swimming!

The water was this amazing turquoise.  The camera couldn't even begin to do it justice.  Beautiful!

keeping it classy with wine in a plastic cup

Em trying to sneak a drink instead of taking a picture

That was fun mom!

 I would go back to Turks & Caicos in a heartbeat.  In fact, hubby is probably tired of me whining saying, "I wanna be in Turks & Caicos."  If you ever get a chance to go the Beaches resort was phenominal.  The staff was so great.  The food was delicious!  Delicious!

And now life is getting back to normal which is also a very good and much needed thing.  Bliss I tell you.  Life is good!