Testing the Sand
At Fred's suggestion, I arranged to arrive a full day ahead to get a feel for the local sand. We arrived fairly late on Sat. - checked into our room at the Atlantis and met David, the guy who found me on the web. We lost a few (very few, actually) bucks in the casino, dined at the sushi bar there and called it an early night.
This was the piece of beach I would call home for the next few days. I was glad Fred had talked me into bringing my feet banner - it flew proudly throughout the filming.
In addition to moving a WHOLE BUNCH of sand, Fred did most of the documenting of this leg of the trip. As you can see, he took a lot of pictures and I am still in the process of sorting through for the best of them.
Behind me are the huts of the hair braiders. I was able to make some use of their services on Tues.
The sand worked far better than I had feared it would. I did have a couple of scary collapses, but once I learned to let the sand drain some before removing the forms, I encountered no further problems.
Celebrity reports abound. John Travolta is here but I haven't seen him. I do meet Howie Mandel and his 9-year old daughter Riley. He is a very friendly guy and ends up becoming something of a "buddy" as the week progresses.
At about 1 AM Fred - a light sleeper - notices an envelope being slipped under the door. It turns out to be an invitation to a cocktail party scheduled for Monday night in the suite pictured at left - the archway connecting the two big towers.
I immediately start agonizing over what I should wear. Of course.