Day 63 – Wednesday, August 28, 2013
We spent the whole day relaxing at the Trump, mostly around the outdoor pools. We started the day off with the buffet breakfast, complete with omelet and waffle stations, and freshly squeezed orange juice. It was then on to the outdoor pool area with all of our electronics. We surfed the net, blogged, ate and drank; met some interesting people and I had a swim or two. Julie notes “Ahhhhhhh… I discovered a new delicious drink called a kiwi caipirinha. I am not the only one who likes it as it is Brazil’s national drink. While we sat there a room full of conventioneers came out to get their picture taken wearing their souvenir Panama hats. Trivia question time: the Panama hat was made famous by Pres. Roosevelt but what country actually is responsible for the hat and is still the main manufacturer to this day? Winner gets a tip of the Panama hat from us!”
We were able to have a great Skype session with our daughter-in-law, Alison, and granddaughter, Melodie. Melodie has really changed in the last 6 weeks or so. She is amazing! Julie notes “And that is a fact, not just the proud grandparents bragging .”
We then visited the tapas restaurant in the hotel for an easy but delicious dinner. All in all, it was a relaxing lazy day. Julie notes “Plus another soak in the best tub ever. Aaaaahhh…”
A military helicopter flying low past the Trump to check on us.
Relaxing in one of the infinity pools with some kind of fire happening near the international airport. We’re not really sure what was happening.
And, our leftover lunch to go.
…that’s all folks, carry on, the muleskinner and his sidekick
Julie notes “Back to our real world tomorrow. This was a great escape as we ‘pretended to be rich’ as one of our hotel acquaintances claimed they were doing as well. The place was lovely, the staff wonderful, the outgoing Spanish gal that came to turn down our room handed us a little handwritten note to explain that she was there to ‘milk’ our bed. She did leave milk chocolates on the pillow so perhaps that is what they call it here. One thing we concluded in the elevators and poolside was that it must be ‘bring your niece to the Trump’ week as there seemed to be an unusual number of men of a certain age accompanied by young women. That was the only explanation we could come up with. Wink wink”