Our very first morning here a nice tourist man greeted Ella and I as we went down to breakfast. He said to us, “Good morning. You just missed the dolphins. They are in the harbor every morning about 6:30 a.m., you should try to get here a little earlier.”
Of course you know Ella was downstairs at 5:45 a.m. the next morning waiting for the dolphins. She climbed in a deck stair on the lanai and searched the far horizon for any sign of their approach.
Ella just couldn’t sit still. The thought of seeing dolphins was much too exciting and she just had to move, so she hopped out of the chair and jumped onto the breakfast table instead.
I knew she’d insisted on going down way too early, but once she’s decided to do something, there is no stopping her. We waited until after 7:00 a.m. Toward the end, Ella did move to a more comfy seat.
The dolphins never returned. Ella was so excited, and — because she does everything in such extremes — she is horribly sad. I am afraid that all she is going to remember of this trip was the day she didn’t see the dolphins.