Iguanas look strange but they liked my Alaska cousin and me, Zeb the Duck.
On St. Thomas we stayed at Bluebeard’s Beach Club. That is where our iguana friends live.
Our first day at Bluebeard’s Beach Club, we explored the grounds. We found iguanas. Mom and my Alaska uncle put us on the ground to see if the iguanas were curious.
Yes they were! One iguana raced toward us.
Getting closer. We were a little (OK, a lot) nervous. Oh!
We were kissed by an iguana! Several seconds later, the iguana strutted away and we resumed breathing.
What an experience.
Our iguana friends patrolled the grassy areas, lounged by the pool and supervised the beach. They liked the pool bar area and sometimes the employees awarded the iguanas with bread.
One morning, eating breakfast at the pool bar, mom felt a nudge on her heel. Our iguana friend was begging. Mom is a push over for animals, so Mr. Iguana devoured most of her toast. Satisfied, he lumbered into the grass for a nap.
Often we would see our reptile friends climbing or descending a tree.
They liked all trees. We watched them in palm trees and mango trees. Other human resort guests liked to watch the iguanas. We were glad they were at our resort, but please, no more kissing.