We are back to a somewhat normal schedule, beginning each day by walking around and through the resort. As I told Kay, we are getting “sucked in” down here in the RGV because everyone stops to talk along the way, greets us with a friendly hello, and most even know our names—well at least they know Kay.  It definitely makes one feel at home, and deepens the new friendships.

We performed necessary chores this morning—Kay washed clothes, and I dumped the black and gray tanks and cleaned the inside of the RV. Somehow, the afternoon got away from us, and before we knew it, it was happy hour. Again, there was a large crowd at the palapa.

Tonight, the resort hosted country Roland Garcia and his band for a dance at the activities center. It sold out quickly, but we were fortunate to get a seat at the last table. We danced all but three or four dances, doing the Texas two-step and the Texas waltz. We had forgotten how much fun we have dancing to Texas music.  Here’s a Facebook link to a video of one dance—and regrettably, Kay and I are conspicuous on the dance floor:  http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=436041959798231

Quiet hour begins at 10:00 PM, and the band honored the time constraint to the chagrin of the crowd.

Today was our last full day together for about a week, as Kay returned to central Arkansas tomorrow to visit kids, grandkids, and friends.