Mom and Dad returned from Margarita Island last night and they had some interesting stories to tell. It seems the big event was that dad was a little ill from food poisoning on Tuesday but otherwise they enjoyed sleeping in the hammocks provided by the posada and generally relaxed. On Wednesday they went down to the beach and lounged for several hours. Thursday was spent enjoying the island's botanical garden which included a ficus labyrinth. Apparently they got lost in one of the mazes and had to be talked out. Looking at mom's photos tonight reminded me that they went to Hawaii 21 years ago and we have no proof dad was ever there because he took all the photos. This time, mom took all the photos and we have no proof (except for these toes) that she was there. Go figure.