living dangerously, little-cayman-style
I'm in a sleep-deprived daze here in Little Cayman, where during the 3-minute drive to the resort from the airpot, we were shown "the bank," "the grocery store," and "the museum." "The bank" is open two days a week, with limited hours on both days.
I'm here with internationally-renowned glass artist / management consultant David Patchen. We spent part of today exploring "the road" by bike, but turned around after awhile because Tarpon Lake was too far away. Megan and her sister arrive in two days...
Hmm. Dave is having computer problems. "Dude! I'm a marketing guy!" he exclaims, as if it were a valid excuse. Serves him right for using Exploder.