Bermuda #1
No, Bermuda is not #1, it's just the first post from Bermuda.
I know what you're all thinking. What the heck is Rachel doing sitting in her hotel room in lovely Hamilton, the capital of Bermuda, typing away on her computer? (God bless laptops, incidentally).
The answer is that it is raining outside. Not that bad, it's true, but bad enough that after a day of traveling and approximately two hours out in the town of Hamilton, we were pooped out and came back to our hotel room. We have been crashed here since 4:00. It's now almost 7:00 and we're trying to get motivated. I feel sorta motivated, Hans is still in the bed watching TV (shocking, no?)...it's a lot harder to motivate him once he's down.
We haven't discovered too much about Bermuda yet except that there are a lot of irritating Americans here. The kind that are so damn embarassing for the entire country. Hordes of loud cows from New Jersey. Lots of American girls in skirts that barely conceal their bottoms. The Bermudians are fairly proper, that's why I bring this up. You could totally tell these girls were Americans. Guys wearing visors (hello, are visors not out?) upside down, turned to the side. Sorry, that's really not that offensive, it's just a pet peeve of mine. Well, at least there's comfort in numbers. I'm guessing that about 80% of tourists here are Americans.
They take American money. It's equal dollar-to-dollar to Bermudian money, so we can use our own money in all the shops. Most of which are sooooo expensive that we're merely looking. Hello, beach and free shells, here I come! Speaking of expensive, we had lunch at an Irish bar down the street--$53. They charged us $14 for our cokes...$3.50 each times a refill each. OK, we're going to find a grocers and buy a case of Coke! I think that's our mission tonight. Obviously, they are more than happy to take our money.
Anyway. I promise that tomorrow we will get up and do something industrious. Right now we're just too happy being lazy while it rains outside. It's just fun being lazy without having to get up to change diapers, fetch juice and toys and watch 200 episodes of "Max & Ruby" over and over and over...!
I know what you're all thinking. What the heck is Rachel doing sitting in her hotel room in lovely Hamilton, the capital of Bermuda, typing away on her computer? (God bless laptops, incidentally).
The answer is that it is raining outside. Not that bad, it's true, but bad enough that after a day of traveling and approximately two hours out in the town of Hamilton, we were pooped out and came back to our hotel room. We have been crashed here since 4:00. It's now almost 7:00 and we're trying to get motivated. I feel sorta motivated, Hans is still in the bed watching TV (shocking, no?)...it's a lot harder to motivate him once he's down.
We haven't discovered too much about Bermuda yet except that there are a lot of irritating Americans here. The kind that are so damn embarassing for the entire country. Hordes of loud cows from New Jersey. Lots of American girls in skirts that barely conceal their bottoms. The Bermudians are fairly proper, that's why I bring this up. You could totally tell these girls were Americans. Guys wearing visors (hello, are visors not out?) upside down, turned to the side. Sorry, that's really not that offensive, it's just a pet peeve of mine. Well, at least there's comfort in numbers. I'm guessing that about 80% of tourists here are Americans.
They take American money. It's equal dollar-to-dollar to Bermudian money, so we can use our own money in all the shops. Most of which are sooooo expensive that we're merely looking. Hello, beach and free shells, here I come! Speaking of expensive, we had lunch at an Irish bar down the street--$53. They charged us $14 for our cokes...$3.50 each times a refill each. OK, we're going to find a grocers and buy a case of Coke! I think that's our mission tonight. Obviously, they are more than happy to take our money.
Anyway. I promise that tomorrow we will get up and do something industrious. Right now we're just too happy being lazy while it rains outside. It's just fun being lazy without having to get up to change diapers, fetch juice and toys and watch 200 episodes of "Max & Ruby" over and over and over...!
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As for being frugal, after our $50 sandwich and pop lunch, I forced Hans to go to the grocery store and bought Coke, bread, peanut butter, oatmeal and bananas and a few other things. He's slightly disgusted with me, but if there's one thing I hate spending money on, it's food. We'll still eat out a few times (and he can eat out all he wants) but I'm spending my $$$ on souvenirs!