St. Lucia....So Long, Farewell

The worst feeling of any vacation is waking up on the last day. Suddenly we cared about the hours and minutes because we had to checkout by 11 and get on the 11:30 shuttle. It was the first time I wore my watch in a week and I immediately felt its heavy burden. It was a real buzz kill. I had gotten used to not knowing the day of week. Time was meaningless to me. The cabana was my sun clock. When the sun crept onto my leg it was some time between noon and 2. I guess. All knew is it seemed like a good time to eat and apply more sunblock.

Regretfully they tell us,
But firmly they compel us
To say goodbye to you.


So long, farewell, Auf wiedersehen, good night,
I hate to go and leave this pretty sight.

So long, farewell, Auf wiedersehen, adieu, Adieu, adieu, to yieu and yieu and yieu.


So long, farewell, Au'voir, auf wiedersehen,
I'd like to stay and taste my first champagne
So long, farewell, Auf wiedersehen, goodbye,
I leave and heave a sigh and say goodbye.

The sun has gone to bed and so must I
So long, farewell, auf wiedersehen, goodbye,
Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye!