October 13th, 1999
Tuesday: After a leisurely breakfast in the main dining room (big buffet with a ton of selection) we returned to our room, changed into our swim attire, glooped up on the sun block big time and went to relax by the, er, Relaxing Pool. Grab a couple of drinks, find some deck chairs and lie in the sun. Aahhh! Take a look around at the other people there and oh my goodness there are quite a few topless ladies present. After an initial ogle, the free floating boobs faded into the background – you’ve seen two, you’ve seen them all. The resort had roughly 75% of its guests from the U.K. where topless sunbathing is much more accepted than it is in North America.
We had a leisurely swim in the pool and lay in the sun some more. Another of the two minute rain showers happened. When we went to get more drinks after this shower, we noticed a lot of grit everywhere. At first we thought it had just washed off the plants and trees. Later as we were swimming again in the pool, another shower fell. You could see as the raindrops hit that the dirt and grit was being carried by the rain.
30 miles south of us, the volcano on Monserrat had erupted – the very same one we had flown over 24 hours previously. Ash was being carried into the atmosphere and across St. Kitts by rain clouds. We were, in a sense, being rained upon by volcanic ash. (Later when we returned to Canada, I checked on the internet – sure enough, a major eruption of Monserrat had occurred while we were sunning ourselves and watching the titties flop by.)
Okay, so I noticed the bare breasts a little…
Wednesday and beyond in the next entry.