I can hear Bonny and Pablo playing in the pool. They sure sound happy. You can’t blame them, you can swim right up to the bar. I’ll have to join them, as soon as I rest up from my siesta.
Tag: palapas
“Blurtso enjoys his palapa”
Wow, that was quite a night… I probably shouldn’t have danced on the table, or swung from the chandelier, but I was so happy when the Nachos arrived.
I wonder if the sand is hot? It was warm four hours ago. The breeze is nice. It feels good on my ears. It’s hard to hear over the waves. I can see Pablo talking with the parasailing people, but I can’t hear a word he’s saying. I wonder if he’s going for a ride? I wonder if I should have another pumpkin-colada? The first one was excellent. And the second and third ones were even better. I wonder if I should call for the waiter? Wow! There goes Pablo! He’s really soaring! I hope he’s strapped in. I wonder what it’s like up there? I wonder if he can see me? I wonder if he can see the waiter? Maybe he can get the waiter’s attention. He seems to be waving his hooves quite wildly. He must be signaling the waiter. What a good friend. My pumpkin-colada will be here soon.
“Blurtso takes a trip” (XVIII)
Doo dee doo dee doo, dee dee dee dee dee,
following my nose, walking by the sea.