Day 278: School, Reading and Chill at Sea World Club

We did very little today and might have set a 2019 Sullivan Family Adventure record for fewest photos taken in one 24 hour period. 

After several stops with a la carte breakfast ordering, the kids were excited to dig into a buffet here at Sea World. This one is very simple — juice, fruit, toast and a bunch of honey / jam spreads to choose from. Willa and James love being able to toast their own bread and had no issue with the fact that the push down toaster didn’t stay down — you had to stand there and hold down the lever the entire time. It’s worth the effort in their opinion if you get a toasty vessel for delivering an excessive combo of honey and jam into your mouth. 

Heinrich Bollen, the 80+ year old priest who owns the hotel joined our table for a few minutes and gave us some of the history of the place. We learned this is his morning routine for all new guests.

We did school after breakfast. James’s classroom is competing with our Alila Manggis for the best of the year. We have been doing school shirtless and shoeless — I’ll need to remember this in February when we’re putting on our boots to hike through the slush on the way to Blue School.

The rest of the day was spent on the beach under the shade of the palms. We played cards, read and played Yahtzee. I also followed the National’s incredible NLDS clinching victory over the Dodgers in Game 5 on ESPN gamecast.

In one of the most glorious developments of the year, Willa has started to read to James. She has always done this for little a few minutes at a time but now they will sit and read chapter after chapter of the Dog Man and Captain Underpants comics. 

When we come back to our little house after dinner there are usually about a dozen little geckos (called “chichas” by the locals) and one big guy hanging out chasing bugs around our lit up front porch. It’s like a big gecko party. On our walk back we’ll all start doing the “uhnce-uhnce” club music sound. Today Margaret made the hilarious reference to “Chi-Cha Lounge” — a bar on 14th Street in DC where Brendan and I used to host New Year’s Parties. “Uhnce-uhnce-uhnce….”