On Saturday morning, boliver and Mr. B. went off to a time-share presentation, leaving me and rustydog behind at the hotel to fend for ourselves. After breakfast at a café down the street, rusty and I went for a stroll along the beach. We saw a lot of interesting things along the way, including:
a bivalve-encrusted coconut;
and a sandpiper.
Later I found a stick, and amused myself by scrawling messages in the wet sand:
I was there.
A memorial for a dead fish.
Eventually we tired of walking on the beach, so we returned to the hotel and sat by the pool reading until the bolivers returned.
When the bolivers came back, we piled into the car and drove into downtown Fort Lauderdale to have lunch and take a walk along the Riverwalk. There were quite a few boats idling in the river waiting for a train to go by; we stood and waited for the train go by so we could watch the drawbridge go up.
We eventually got tired of walking in the heat, so we sat under a tree in front of the Museum of Discovery and Science for a half hour or so, until it was time for our river cruise on the "world famous original" Jungle Queen riverboat.
The ship took us up the New River past dozens of multi-million dollar homes to a private island, where we disembarked to eat a mediocre meal and watch a mediocre variety show. We actually skipped at least half of the show, opting instead to stand on the docks enjoying the breeze and talking.
Next: Monkey Jungle and Key West.