The unavoidable reality is that all vacation must come to an end, and mine was no exception. My holiday from blogging is over ands it's time to once again manacle myself to the keyboard.

I have very little idea what's been happening in OC politics during the last 10 days or so, and it's kind of refreshing. And a quick scan of the local blogosphere indicates the political scene has been somewhat quiescent. I'm sure that will change as we emerge from the holiday doldrums.

As I get up to speed and resume blogging, here are a couple of pictures from Familia Cunningham's vacation. Here's yours truly at Sherman Arch's Iguana Farm on Roatan Island (off the coast of Honduras). As you can see, I'm feeding one of the abundance of iguanas crawling around the place:

And this is sunset at this gorgeous part of Roatan called West Bay Beach:

I also picked-up some cautionary travel trivia for anyone finding themselves on Roatan Island. Mrs. Jubal and I were enjoying overpriced, seas-side rum-and-cokes at the Blind Tiger Saloon in Coxen Hole before re-boarding the ship, when an local boy named Donnie sat down and inserted himself into our conversation.

At one point, I noticed a few small, glowing somethings in the water that appeared and disappeared. Upon closer examination, it turned out they were little luminescent worms floating near the water's surface. When they glowed, their luminescence leaked out and formed a little slick around them.

I asked Donnie if they -- meaning the locals -- caught the worms.

"Oh no," he replied, shaking his head. "Dey sting you!"

So there you have it. If you're ever in Roatan, don't touch the luminescent worms in the water.