Bahamas- Dinner at the Ocean Club's "Dunes"

So, yesterday was Friday and please allow me to remind you dear reader that I do not expect you to care about my daily comings and goings; I simply write to remind myself of the many ways I spend my precious time on vacation.

We took baby D to the “zero edge” pool. Zero edge means that there are no steps down into the pool, it’s just like a big, aqua puddle. You walk in and there you are, waste high in warm, Caribbean water.

Dahlia loved it. We chilled for a while and then, fearing skin cancer, we left after only an hour or so. Holding a bouncy, independent toddler in the pool is quite a workout.

Looks like rain

We put D down and I finally tied on my tennis shoes, grabbed my iPod, complete with new play list and made my way to the hotel gym. I think that each hotel here has a gym, but I went to the fitness center. I paid through the nose for the privilege of sweating on their treadmill and then took an "Entry to Pilates” class for 30 minutes, then paid $20 for the second half hour at which point the trainer put me on a Pilate’s machine. I worked my abs, I stretched, I was board.
Back to the gym with Rihanna’s “Disturbia” and Chris Brown’s “Forever” keeping me focused on not focusing and there I rocked the bouncy workout ball with my abs and push-ups and finished off with another two miles. I felt good, like I was catching up after eating too much for the last few days.

One of the reasons I came to Atlantis, was because they have babysitters. Despite all the scary and horrible stories of children disappearing from their hotel rooms while abroad, I had to take the chance. We have to go out. We put D down to be for the evening with the beloved Mister Cat, her binky and her bottle and made sure she was out like a light. We didn’t hear a peep. Our scheduled babysitter, a complete stranger arrived at our door. I gave her the rundown which was cut and dry: “call us if she makes a noise. Do not enter the inner sanctum, for the child will freak out.” D slept and I suppressed all my worst fears. The sitter was great, a local Bahamian woman who worked as a librarian during the day.

That night we went to "Dune" at the One and Only Ocean Club. Here is another site with a photo of Ocean Club. It was gorgeous and quiet, but it was so darn exclusive that it bordered on boring. There was good people watching, but we couldn't see the view and water etc. because the sun had set.

The food knocked our socks off and we barely fit into the car on the way back to our hotel.

I hope the photos turn out.

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I'm at home now, posting the photos up. Here is a pic of B after we had dinner at Dune.