#feraldad

[sandjsbeachbumbonanza]

Day 84 – it’s not always sunny in the tropics

We were woken up at around 5am by the sound of a torrential tropical downpour. The rain continued on through the morning so we pushed back our snorkelling tour to tomorrow to avoid the stormy weather. Same old breakfast. We went curry today. The sparkling wine wasn’t visible, so S asked why they had sparkling wine yesterday but not today. Dinesh, who was one of our waiters last night during the ‘incident’, asked if we would like sparkling wine. We said yes and he delivered. Then a new manager came by to apologise again for last night’s incident and discussed the various options for seating us away from Feral Dad and his feral children. He also told us that the Operations manager would speak with Feral Dad and tell him he needs to keep a closer watch on his children as they cannot disturb the other guests.

As it turned out, breakfast was the only time today it didn’t rain. J has experienced her first proper tropical deluge. Undaunted, S still went in the pool during the torrential downpour. As the pool is as warm as a hot tub, it still was really nice.

Not to be deterred, we still went to happy hour, but this time took the buggy to hide from the rain. Dinner tonight was at the Italian restaurant, Portobello. Because it was pouring, Labriz could not give us a reasonable table away from Feral Dad. They offered to let us eat at the bar, but the bar turned into the kid’s movie area as we were finishing our drinks. Normally the movies are screened outside on a big screen, but due to the rain, they had to move into the bar. After a discussion with the manager, we agreed to sit in Portobello at a table far from Feral Dad. As dinner was delayed due to all of this, Labriz comped our drinks and dinner, which was a nice gesture.

Nonetheless, guess who we sat next to? You got it – the German couple and little Otto, whom we now see everywhere. However, unlike the rogue baby’s family, Otto’s parents are very attentive. We ended up chatting with them at length and complimenting them on Otto’s behaviour. They said that Otto’s actually been acting up because he’s teething. Nonetheless, he is a star compared to the feral children.

Dinner was excellent. J had the red snapper and S had the seafood tagliatelle.

[sharoscylla]

Rules: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have wips. (You can make your own post or reblog this one!) I have deemed that this isn’t just for writing either. Sketch titles? Comics? Dnd campaigns? If you have an unfinished project, it counts!!

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tagged by @edoro and I don't know how to make readmores on my phone so I guess you will all have to Perceive it... fanfic only

1. beaswarm au

2. spider devil brother guide

3. gunt5 - point/counterpoint

4. Romantula AU

5. joeddie 2 - Some Kind Of Nature

6. tomalain intrigue and H/C

7. falloutpackslingers - Instant Karma

8. weird children

9. the unlucky farceur

10. claude bee romance

11. dadmartin

12. soft lonelyeyedads au

13. Fallout 4 - Oeddie's Crash

14. you clown doll

15. Blew By You AU

16. ceaseless watching/drawn through au

17. you get what you need - tombolias

18. Rich Kids Crime Teens AU

19. Oedekoven Parents AU

20. peggy sue got married

21. the man who sold the world

22. great British ghost-off

23. The Magnus Institute For Exceptional Children

24. HUSBANDRY - a hard-won rest

25. kip and Jo and BATMAN

26. powerful good AU

27. where everybody knows your name

28. APS au

29. good batman au

30. Everything Is Fine

31. the ocean is a desert - serial killer au

32. running up that road - hivemind au

33. FORESTDAD AND ABOMINATION JAKE GO TO DISCWORLD

34. the experiment experiment

35. goblins in ankh-morpork

36. fast car

37. UIU GIRL GANG

38. meander like a restless wind - space professor au

39. ABW toibaverse

40. Pinechez Cross Country Crime Spree

41. feraldad and Abomination Jake save the brats

42. missing persons report - 8.19.1994

43. Jericho Jones Fixes It Fix-It Fic

shout out to One Sword bc technically I never... drafted that outside of ao3's submit box...

I can't think of who to tag so anybody who sees this can claim they were tagged by me hehehe

[sandjsbeachbumbonanza]

Day 83 – feral children, feral dad

We went to breakfast. It was pretty much the same as always, but today they had sparkling wine. What a godsend. We spent the afternoon in our private, clothing-optional pool and J took a bath in the ginormous, round bathtub. We then trundled off to our 4pm rum tasting at Grann Kaz. This was a nice event. All of the rums are produced in the Seychelles and the tasting was dominated by Takamaka rums (Takamaka is a type of tree that is native to the Seychelles). Our favourites were the dark and extra dark rums, which tasted like vanilla and caramel, respectively. The Takamaka coconut rum was better than Malibu, but the pineapple rum was not as good or as strong as the Plantation Pineapple Rum we’ve had in London. There was also a vanilla and coconut rum made by Vasco, which was sickeningly sweet but apparently popular with some guests.

We learned that the Russian guy who was on his own doing work during the Valentine’s Day dinner is a tour operator. It was quite interesting talking to him about the various locations we’ve visited and plan to visit. He said he is currently on a month-long Seychelles tour. He told us that the newest joke in Russia is that since COVID, the last two democracies remaining in the world are in Russia and China. Sad, but probably true. We shared a buggy back to the resort and then went to the bar for our usual happy hour. We tried new seats today by the beach, which were blissfully light on the mosquitoes.

Dinner was at Sakura. We went back for the amazing pepper beef, which was just as good as it was last time. We had the same waiter we had on Valentine’s Day, Stephen. S managed to get into a row with the main English guy who completely ignores his feral children. Apparently they have been living here for two months and act like they own the place. We now understand why his children came up to our table to bother the waiter while he was taking our dinner order the other night. The guy is a British hooligan who clearly has no manners and a bad temper. It is now clear how these children became feral and we don’t blame them at all. The staff had to intervene and we got an apology from one of the managers, who promised to sit us away from the feral children going forward. Finally, some excitement.