Freakin Bahamanian security guy (in his seventies) comes up to us at 1:00pm to let us know he's locking the compound door as he's going to lunch. He comes up wearing black shoes, black pants, black long sleeved shirt buttoned to the neck and one of those dark blue British military sweaters with the elbow patches. We started throwing ice cubes at him. He laughed and said "hey mon - this is the fall; you shoulda been here in the summer!"
Freakin sub tropical-ass weather. I must have lost twenty pounds in just two week-long trips. Oh well. In this corporate climate, Though I'm not gonna look a gift horse in the mouth. I did manage to get a model for my birthday; Hasegawa F/A-18 CAG bird from Chelsea. But no models for Christmas.