No wristwatch, either. It's incredibly liberating to not care about the time, to not worry about being tardy, to not even know the day of the week. Apart from a few glances at the clock in the lobby—the clock in the room has been unplugged—during my entire stay here, I asked fellow beachgoers for the time only twice. (The second instance resulted in a mildly interesting conversation about palm tree varieties.)
Anyway, I'll certainly miss the Caribbean, the food, the landscaping, the Spanish, the free-flowing libations, the water sports, and the company.
That said, I can't wait to get to the Houston airport and greet my grandmother, who will be arriving at around the same time on a flight from Brazil. Ótimo!
"An artist's only concern is to shoot for some kind of perfection, and on his own terms, not anyone else's."
- J. D. Salinger, Franny and Zooey