DH and I skipped Sunday, we were tired and the previous night had been too yucky. We headed down on Monday night, armed with Chinese takeout, fruit, water, chairs, rainjackets just in case.

It was a beautiful night, with stars, the Milky Way was visible, I saw a shooting star. DH and I tried to send telepathic messages to the turtles, but they didn't come out. We sat, we waited, DH kept chanting Om, Om, but no baby turtles.

We had probably 12 people hanging out last night, coming and going. Teens from schools. Adults like us. The Coral World staff. Everyone waiting for these little turtles, who, like most babies, are taking their sweet time before arriving in the world.