Hanging out in Paradise

Hammock lolling often seems more an idea than an actuality. You get your book and your glasses and your hat, and you get yourself hunkered down just right in all the webbing without getting flipped over—and then the phone rings or you remember you’re hungry or a fly starts to harass you. But today I had a perfect hammock experience. I got my book and my glasses and my hat and a sarong to keep the flies off, and I swiveled myself crosswise and positioned myself exactly—and fell asleep for an hour! And there were three other people cocooned right along with me.