After a while, I came upon a nice looking resort.
I'll go in and check it out.
It's beautiful. I chained my bike to the bike rack and and walked through to the pool area.
Nice digs - infinity pool!!
I sat in the lounge area by the pool for a little while. There weren't many people around - one group having lunch by the pool.
This is nice!
I got out my book and read for a little bit. After a while, a waiter came by.
"Would you like a drink, Ma'am?"
How cool is this?
"Sure", I answered and ordered a Strawberry smoothie.
"Yes, Ma'am", he answered and started to walk away.
Sweet!
The waiter stopped turned back and asked, "Oh, what was your room number?"
(!!!!) Um....uh...is this a private resort??
I smiled and stammered something about not remembering...
"No problem, Ma'am. We get it later", and he walked off to get my smoothie.
LATER?? I don't have a room number!
I turned to call back and tell him to forget my order but he was gone.
What am I gonna do? Just say a number and hope there's a room to match? I can't do that! If I guess right, it'll charge to some body else. If I guess wrong...
I could say I'm meeting someone here and don't know their room#.
I could make a break for it, now!
I could.....
I went back to my book for a minute to calm down and figure out what to do.
I know - I'll just offer to pay him cash when he gets here with it. Problem solved!
In the mean time, a guy in a white shirt and dark baseball hat walks over. He says, "Hi" and starts asking me how I'm enjoying the weather, if I plan to do some kayaking today.
I look up to answer and realize his hat says SECURITY across the front.
(!!!!!!!!) Just stay calm. Just stay calm.
I made some small talk about how I thought I'd take a bike ride today.
Which was true!
This only caused him to start making recommendations on places to visit in the village.
I know the village. I LIVE in the village. I'm just a squatter in your fancy resort!
I wondered if he'd ever leave. Meanwhile, as we chatted for what seemed like forever, I kept my arms crossed - just in case real guests had resort ID bracelets! LOL
Finally, he leaves. Didn't question my being there.
Phew!
I dug a $10 bill out of my bag, to be ready for the waiter and went back to my book.
"Ma'am, your smoothie"
Geez...do you have to sneak up on me like that??
(a little jumpy, Lorry?)
"Oh, thank you", I said, and took a sip. "Here, I'll just pay you cash", and handed him the ten.
Easy peasy...
"Sorry, Ma'am - we don't take cash.
WHAAAT?
"Can I just have your room number? We charge to room."
Um...Uh.
My mind raced. I just gave him my best 'I can't believe I'm this absent minded' look, shrugged my shoulders and apologized for not remembering it.
OMG, OMG, O...M...G
He just smiled and again said not to worry - he'd get it later.
Later? Dude...I'm not going to be here later. I'm not going to be here in about 5 minutes!
I took another sip of my smoothie.
Lorry! You're drinking a stolen smoothie!!
Figuring it would look suspicious if I just got up and left right away, I decided to relax and come up with a reasonable exit strategy.
This smoothie is really good!
My plan -
a)Finish the smoothie (but not too quickly so the waiter doesn't come back to take the glass and ask for my room number again....smart, huh??)
Yum!
b)Remove my hat and black cover up when I'm ready to leave, so I am no longer that woman in black who ordered the smoothie and didn't supply a room number.
LOL...ok, maybe I've watched too many spy movies!
c)Walk slowly and don't panic.
Pffft
d)Leave the ten dollar bill under my empty glass
We'll call it a tip - but it's really bribe money to not chase me across the parking lot to the bike rack
And so, clad in my capri pants and turquoise swimsuit disguise, I slowly made my way back through the resort. Dipped my toes in the infinity pool, trying to look casual. Smiled at the resort employees and proceeded to make a wrong turn to get back to the bike racks!
Crap!! Oh, there they are....
I unlocked my bike and rode safely away, stopping a quarter mile away to put my hat and top back on...
Come on, I don't wanna burn!
I laughed at myself all the way back to the village. I know it was a non-event, silly really. Karma getting me back for all those years of 'hotel hopping' at Disney (right, kids!?). But, still.
I guess you can get what you need, right where you are. Hmm, something to think about.
But just in case, I'm going for another bike ride tomorrow!
DAY 13: Stolen smoothies, there's no place like 'home'
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