Yesterday was wonderful. After our early walk, we had breakfast and then took a swim.  I had no idea how much stamina I’d have.  On past vacations I’ve started off doing five laps or so of crawl and brought it up to fifty by the time we leave, but I have no desire to push that hard now.  I thought I’d aim for five laps and quit, and I almost did.  After the fifth lap I really didn’t want to stop, so I did a lap of sidestroke.  (Sidestroke doesn’t really count because it’s so easy to do, right?)

There’s also a small spa, and we were late enough that my parents were doing their swim while we were still in the spa, so we had a family party, just the four of us, for a while. Then we came back to the apartment, and I showered and dressed, and figured I’d see if I could set up my father’s computer.

Forgive me if I’ve told this part before:  My father has been using a Mac laptop– a Wall Street– that I got for him in 2001.  I know exactly how old it is because I’d planned to fly down to configure it for him the weekend of September 15, but (ahem) world events made me decide to cancel the trip.  Anyhow, even with the memory maxed out (and no danger of running out of disk space), the old machine is slow and limited.  But my father no longer has patience for learning new software, and Lion doesn’t support the applications he needs, so I got him a refurb from Apple– an iMac that shipped with Snow Leopard, and I promised him I’d transfer his data over when I got down there.

And now I was “down there”.  Besides, one of the friends who’d be visiting is knowledgeable about such things, and I thought it would be a good idea to start things going, so if I ran into trouble he’d be around to help bail me out.  And now the good news: Except for some unpleasantness about the system password (and keychain password), readily solvable with reference to documentation that turned up when I asked for it, it all went swimmingly, and by the time our friends arrived I had moved the iMac into position on the desk and was attaching cables to it.  (My knowledgeable friend did help to figure out that one cable, that seemed to disappear into nothing, had doubled back on itself and was, in fact, connected.)

And then we were free to play.  We chatted for a while.  Our friends brought star fruit from their garden.  (It’s a lot better than any I’ve ever bought.)  Eventually we went out to lunch. My father had a medical appointment, and my mother was going with him, so they were out when we finished.  I let the boys drop me off at the apartment where I rested while they spent the afternoon at the beach.

They came back, full of beach air and pictures of birds and butterflies and light on the water, and we talked for a while.  We were about to go out for dinner when Mom overruled us, saying she’d made dinner for us all, so we dined together and talked for a while, and then it was time for our guests to make their way over to the other side of the peninsula– and for us to go to sleep.

Which, believe me, we did.

But we woke up bright and early this morning to what looks like another beautiful day. We had our walk, and my sweetie is making breakfast.  Happy Thanksgiving!