All right, I can only sit in a beach chair for so long...and then I've got to get in the water.
We took the waterproof camera out into the ocean and I proposed that we take a selfie.
Judy asked, "How's my hair look?"
"Um, beachy." I replied. And the phrase became our theme for the week.
The picture turned out pretty well and Judy wanted to post on it Facebook when we got back to the room, but more about that in a little bit.
Then I thought that I'd put the waterproof camera through its paces, and I tried to take an underwater selfie, but I couldn't stay underwater long enough.
"I'm too buoyant!", I said.
Judy offered a solution. "Do you want me to push down on your head?"
And I almost walked right into her scheme to collect on my life insurance policy. "How will you know when to let me up?".......
......... "WHEN THE BUBBLES STOP??!!"
"Hey, you said it, not me!", was Judy's attempt to feign innocence.
Yeah, I'll have to keep my eye on that one.
More fun occurred later, when we were back in our chairs. Judy was people-watching and saw a, shall we say "rather large", woman get up to move her chair back from the water as the tide was coming in. Her bathing suit straps weren't up at her shoulders but instead were hanging down around elbow height. With all of the motion involved in moving her chair, it apparently looked like a wardrobe malfunction was imminent and Judy brought it to my attention. I was like, "Why're you telling me that? My glasses're off and they're gonna stay that way!" Goodness sakes.
Moving along. In the interest of full disclosure, lunch consisted of baby carrots and grapes that were, um, full-grown. And lots of 'em, 'cause that's all we brought. Around 3 o'clock, we went up to the Beach House. We lounged, tried the pool, and Judy read while I worked on my trip notes. (Otherwise, I never would've remembered what we had for lunch, and that story about the large lady with the near-miss of a wardrobe-malfunction would've been lost forever too. You're welcome.)
Here's a panoramic of the pool, from our lounge chairs which at this hour were now nicely shaded on the side of the pool opposite the beach.
I walked around and took some pictures of the Beach House.
This light is near Signals restaurant. (In the panoramic picture above, it's on the left side of the picture, across the pool from us, near the corner of the building.) I didn't realize what it was until I got close to it, but it's a signal lamp from a naval warship. I thought, "Ah, a
signal lamp...right outside of
Signals! Very good, Disney...once again, nothing is by coincidence."
The pool, facing the Beach House.
Surfmen's Sand Bar. (In the panoramic picture above, it's at the corner of the building sticking out at the right side of the picture.)
Closeup of drink prices.
Here are a few pictures of the Lounge, which was right behind where we were seated. It was a really nice room, but I never saw it being used. I wonder if it gets more use when it's not really beach season?
In this next picture, through the doorway, you can also see the foosball and ping pong tables outside of the lounge.
Back outside, here's a look along our lounge chairs.
Then I suddenly remembered that I'd read on the Disboards that Signals had Dole Whips (but called them "pineapple soft serve"), and I sprang out of my lounge chair to go get us a little bit of heaven in a cup. I got to the door, and found it locked tight. I must've looked like the guy in that old Miracle Whip commercial, face pressed against the glass door, fist slowly pounding on the glass in futility. "They're closed! They're closed."
Signals closes at 4 and it was now 4:10. Epic fail. I walked back and told Judy that I had made a monumental mistake. "I mean: Mon. U. Mental! " She asked what it was, and I told her that I'd tell her tomorrow, when I'd rectify the situation.
We biked back to the resort and had no trouble following our bread crumbs home. In the elevator up to the suite, we talked about whether we thought the resort felt like "Disney". At this point in the trip the answer was "no" (but stay tuned, dear reader). I attributed it to the fact that the resort is among so much other development, and the beach is public, so it seemed like our suite was just "lodging" for a stay at the beach. It could have been one of many. (Again, stay tuned on this!)
Back in the room, I called Broad Creek Rentals (near the resort pool) about getting my bike seat fixed and learned that they'd be closing at 5, so I had just a few minutes to get over there. I rode over and they ended up exchanging the bike because the seat adjustment was jammed. (I don't think I could have done that with just my fingers, although I am unusually strong. Obviously.) Anyway, the new bike was SO much better. It wasn't just that the seat was adjusted properly on this one. Maybe the tires were inflated better? Or, it seemed like it was geared lower? Whatever it was, I was lovin' it! I rode back thinking that Judy was going to have trouble keeping up with me now. This was awesome. I took back that nasty trip note that I had written earlier about the bikes sucking. You just have to get a good one.
When I got back to the Lodge I stopped at the Front Desk to ask about where I could get post cards. The Concierge said that she could give me some free ones, and how many would I like? I said, "Are you serious? Sweet!" I took four, two of each kind she had.
In the post card with the resort picture, our suite is at the top right.
Judy worked on dinner, and I hooked up my waterproof camera to her computer so that I could download that selfie that we took in the water for her. It only downloaded the pictures from the Beach House, which I thought was odd. Then I went through the pictures on the camera itself and realized that it wasn't there. In fact, no pictures prior to the Beach House were there. I had accidentally deleted everything before that panoramic of the pool. I figured out that I had taken one panoramic of the pool that I didn't like and deleted it, but I had apparently deleted
everything on the camera, not just that one picture. I guess the good thing was that it was just our first day of vacation, so we only lost those few beach pictures. But we had lost a great selfie, which for old geezers like us, was no small feat!
Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Judy realized that she should've bought some olive oil for cooking. To make do, she cooked up her bacon and used some of the fat to cook the chicken. Pretty resourceful, that girl. She saved the rest of the bacon fat to use throughout the week. Here's a picture of our dinner. (You'll notice that I made a concerted effort to do a better job of taking in-suite meal pictures during this trip than the last one.) Asparagus, sliced tomatoes, and chicken with jerk seasoning. The wine (not pictured) was Conundrum, which is a wine recommendation that I got from reading Cynthia's (EandEsmom) and Mary Ellen's (MEK) trip reports.
After dinner we decided to put some Conundrum in our mugs (Disney mugs make excellent wine glasses) and take a walk out to the pier. (There must be a joke there somewhere about a "long walk" and a "short pier", but I'll let you handle that.) On the way, we stopped at a hammock to take a selfie and post it on Instagram.
"Stop! Hammock time!"
We walked out to the pier and there were several people fishing and crabbing. Judy took this picture of an egret.
So I can't say I've gone through life with no egrets.
We hung out and watched for a little bit, but then Judy was really itching to buy the Vera Bradley bag that she had eyed the night before, so we went to the Mercantile. While she bought her new bag, I took some pictures of the store offerings for all of you folks.
Here's a picture of the bag she bought.
Judy looked through the movies that we could rent (or "borrow" I guess is a better word since we don't have to pay for them, being DVC owners
) and saw that they had "Frozen". Well, at that moment we were
nearly the last people on earth who had yet to see it, so we set out to remedy that situation, and signed it out.
Meanwhile, I saw the daily trivia question on the wall, which was "What were Mickey's first words spoken in a movie?" The answer choices were:
Oh boy!
Gee whiz!
Hot dog!
and, That's swell!
<Spoiler Alert!>
I got it right by answering "Hot dog!" and cast member Brad rewarded me with a chocolate. He also gave one to Judy, even though she didn't contribute in the least to our correct answer.
We left the Mercantile and at the Firepit nearby, the cast members were getting ready for the sing-along that was soon to begin.
From there, we just went back to our suite, watched "Frozen", and called it a night. I must say though, that Adele Dazeem can really sing!
Up next: Kayak tour
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Good catch Jenn!
, but the beach was calling so we pushed through it.
But I have to ask...are you ordering something that takes longer to prepare, which causes his plate to sit under a heat lamp while yours is finishing up?
Not that I have a problem with this uber efficient glennbo... 
I might decide to do a trip report, though it probably won't be as detailed or photographically pretty as yours. Still, I'm sure I can whip something up should the mood take me... Though I don't know where it'd go on this forum, I'll look that up nearer the time!
HAPPY ANNIVERSARY! HHI looks like a nice place to relax! I have to say I was a little surprised by the bird in a box décor. Were they real? (I'm not a PITA member or anything, but just would expect some kickback from someone) I love the view you had, minus the other resort. 
That will teach that lady to mind her own business.
I don't blame you for just renting it there though. There is definitely something to be said for convenience. And now you can leave those backpack chairs in the room.
poor Judy. Is this a recent thing? I am gluten free too (and lactose and lots of other annoying things) so can empathise with how tough it can be to find food to eat. I am the annoying person who takes ages to order because I have to reinvent a restaurants offerings to suit my dietary requirements. 
