Good evening my friend: sorry, no mules on it, just sarong clad, sloe eyed, beauties that just 'l o v e' Canadians.

But, you probably can learn to like it, especially when you are lounging on the pure, white coral sand under a huge tropical moon that almost touches the soft, warm, clear, gentle surf .

The night is periodically lit up from the phosphorescence in the small waves, while the tempered breeze carresses your nude body, clean and fresh from a relaxing swim. The sarong beauties wil bring you refreshing cool drinks, while the breeze brings the delicate, narcotic odor of night blooming Jasmine with it.

I realize that you will miss the no-see-ems, skeeters, frozen water pipes, skiddy roads , sniffles, etc., but one must do with what one has.

Pore Jacki will have to settle for those Adonis like men that will be surrounding and adoring her.

Me. I'm going fishing. We can clip cupons from the international giant, Nornot, later.

Don Jose de La Mancha