Day 15 - totally tuked

Day 15 The morning after the night before. Too used to rising early saw us miss a lay in, breakfast was calling and hair of the dog was coffee blessed with jack Daniels. The resort had been decimated by what could easily have be a cyclone, unfortunately the mess seemed limited to the dancer floor, bar and BBQ areas. There was a large number of odd flip flops littering the ground, together with possible 700 bottles of beer. We spend the morning clearing out and cleaning up Ezme, while the hotel staff did their best for tonight's second party. It was sad times to think our home and ride was about to be taken away for good. We knew every inch of her by now and it's never easy to say good bye to someone you love. Yes, we had actually grown to love Ezmarelda, bless her little rubber socks. The day pasted in in a hazy flash, the swimming pool was well used, we know that because Lloyd has the sun burn to prove it. Many left today, but more new arrivals trickled in with new and amazing stories of their own. Each arrival saw another beer raised. No sooner than we started drinking it seemed the second party had started around us, the music fired up, BBQ was lit once again and warm beer flowed flowed down parched throats. There was a bout of prize giving and much to our surprise were beckoned on stage to accept the award for most KM's. A spray canned gold bamboo chalice was filled and drunk by us both. Recognition of our effort was greatly received and to be highlighted was indeed our own highlight, albeit a very small highlight after the past 3 weeks. Good times.