before we headed over there, we ate breakfast outside on the terrace at a local cuban place, where "tortillas" means omelette, but not really--it's scrambled-y eggs with whatever you want thrown in. for about $3. sweet!
as we were driving into the state park, of course we had to field questions about the name of the island. "why is it called honeymoon? is everyone here on their honeymoon?" i wish. a 2nd honeymoon there would be awesome. i don't care if it IS 30 minutes from our house. just not with 3 kids in tow. that sorta puts a damper on anything honeymoon related.
sort of like our experience on the beach. hopefully we weren't surrounded by people really ON their honeymoon. because our kids decided to build volcanoes and princess towers with ginormous rocks. and aedan, whose voice is quiet as a mouse (think the exact OPPOSITE of this...) kept saying, "mom look! this rock is the lava that is exploding out! (explosion sounds) mom look! this rock is the one that falls down off the side! (banging sounds) mom look! isn't this volcano AWESOME?!!!"
at one point (ok, two points) i called him over to me and tried to quietly explain that people all around us were calmly sunbathing, trying to relax, no kids in sight (probably left THEIR kids at home; they were going to honeymoon island, after all). then he would go back to his volcano, say in a quiet voice, "mom look." and then "ISN'T THIS VOLCANO AMAZING? DIDN'T I DO A GOOD JOB?"
luckily the lady closest to us thought the whole thing was amusing. it often is when you don't have to be the one taking all the cute but loud kids home with you. her husband didn't seem so happy about the short distance between us and them, however...
oh, and honeymoon island's story? i haven't done any research. i did see on their homepage that the island used to be called hog's island until 1939. no wonder people banded together to change its name. "honey, let's go to hog's island after we get married. supposed to be just beautiful. and not the least bit hoggy."
i think honeymoon suits it much better. now, to find a sitter for those 3 adorable kids of mine...