Lady Di and Big D in the DR (with A)

We spent four days at a resort. Here's the view of the pool from our balcony.

And here is the courtyard.


And the pool. The hut at the end is a bar built into the pool. Yeah, we had those on my mission too.


Above Lady Di making her way across the deep blue. (Actually, she's making her way to the bar.) After sufficient swimming and drinks, one could relax in the shade by the pool.


Mom likes her swimming. Here's she's squinting at the glare off my bare chest (sorry if someone is reading this while eating).


Here is the bar built into the pool. I never thought I would hear my dad say the words, "Hit me again, Pepe." Dad and Mom would indulge in about 4 pina coladas (non-alocoholic, of course) every day.


Annette quickly became accustomed to the Carib life style.


This is a picture of people who have eaten too much for dinner.

Each afternoon the maids would do some interesting things with the fresh towels.

We toured some caves. I think the highlight of the trip was that after the tour dad tipped the tour guide, and then as Big D. was walking back to the car the tour guide said to me: "He's a nice man. How long have you known him?" I said, "A long time. He's my father." The tour guide was really surprised. "Really? He's your father." Big D is looking pretty young or I'm looking pretty old. (I think the latter.)

The A downtown, checking out produce.

Dad said I wouldn't get in trouble taking a picture in his temple office. His new title is El Jeffe (which I think means "the chief").

I also got a picture of Mom in her office. She was a little stressed after her first day back in the temple after the 2 week break.

It really is a beautiful temple.

But at the end of a long day, Big D still knows how to relax.

The temple at night.