January 7, 2018. Day of the Iguana.

January 7, 2018.  Day of the Iguana.  For some reason, I am not blogging as much on this trip.  I don't know if it is because Harvey the RV isn't with us.  Harvey is a small guy with little interior room.  Maybe, the absence of space drove us outside more frequently which resulted in greater activity and more to report to you.  Villa Jasmin is spacious with excellent scenery just outside the windows.  So, we haven't spent as much time outside and I don't have as much to say.

But, yesterday, we biked the neighborhood and the ibises were active again.  It was warm enough that one of the neighbors was soaking up the sun down the street.  Annie stopped me after we peddled past the sunbather and asked if he was clothed.  I told her I didn't know, but we'd find out when I uploaded the picture to the laptop.  I am happy to tell you that he was, indeed, clothed - partially.  Had he not been, Annie Farkley would have censored him out of the blog.  She insists that the blog be suitable for general audiences.

There have been news stories this week about "stunned iguanas."  According to the stories, the ambient temperatures have been so low that iguanas go into a semi-hibernation state and fall from whatever perch they may be using at the moment.  The news anchor would close the story by telling viewers to be on the lookout for falling iguanas.

There was a John Houston movie in the 1960s titled "Night of the Iguanas."  The movie starred Richard Burton who was accompanied to the filming location by his soon-to-be wife, Elizabeth Taylor.  Burton was Taylor's 5th and 6th husbands.  That's right, they divorced, then remarried.  She had a total of eight husbands.  One might conclude there wasn't much job security as the husband of Elizabeth Taylor.

Today was the day of the iguana.  We were sitting on the pool deck when a boat passed and one of the occupants yelled, "You're about to have a visitor."  I looked in the direction of her pointing arm and there was an iguana, four to five feet in length.  I quickly retrieved a camera and snapped a few pictures.  Then, I looked around for Annie.  She had left the deck and was peeking out the sliding doors peering at the iguana through binoculars.  I asked if she wanted to get closer to the menacing looking lizard.  Her answer was a succinct, "No."  Actually, I don't blame her.  I was a little too close for comfort.

We plan to visit the beach tomorrow.  Goodnight.