One of my stop was South Point. I was curious to see how the work out there was progressing. I arrived and squeezed my little Honda in between this line of tourist golf carts.
Passing through the fake Caribbean Village, I was met with this view of South Point and the ocean beyond.
I was pleased to see that the wall they had been working on last time I was here was now finished.
They have even had some one replicate authentic Mayan bas relief sculptures on the wall. They look like the clay is still wet. But it isn't.
The wall was necessary because signs alone did not stop the ever intrepid (read: stupid) tourist from venturing to close to the crumbling edge of the cliff. I have written about that phenomenon until I am blue in the face.
I will admit, looking down into these crystal clear blue waters is quite mesmerising.
They have even posted guards all around to make sure that people abide by the signs!
One look at these crumbling edges is enough to keep me from getting too close.
Looking towards my house. It's about 2 miles down the coast. Right by that cell phone tower. You might have to enlarge to really see it.
But the crowning glory of the new construction is this pergola. I must admit, I had my doubts about this when they first started. But I will be the first to admit that they have done a great job with it.
As you can see from this view, that line of garage like doors are stalls to keep the vendors all in one place. And the place looking neat and orderly. Maybe they are too expensive to rent or something, but vendors were set up everywhere but in these garages.
I especially like the way the shadows play on the cement.
The corners with their fake fastening method fascinated me.
It's like a piece of modern art.