A lizard just came up and tried to climb into my drink, no joke.

He’s a tiny little guy, apparently with a big thirst for vodka and orange juice.

I’m currently writing from a beach chair, my feet on either side finding the soft sand below. The lizard is still sitting there on the trunk of the palm tree – I think he’s waiting for me to lower my guard.

Sorry buddy, not going anywhere anytime soon – Maho Bay is a happy hour fanatic’s dream.

Here, I’ll show you:

Lots more to come – organizing all my thoughts is tonight’s project.