At night, the hotel beautifully lit up various palm trees and plants, using rich vibrant colours. It was quite spectacular. Each night, as we returned to our hotel room, we saw this particular scene.
One fully developed palm tree. One naked tree.
The naked palm had me wondering.
"What do you think happened?" I asked The Husband. "Isn't it odd that these two palm trees are side by side, yet one is clearly stripped of all its leaves. If it was a strong wind, wouldn't both of them be naked? If it's dead, wouldn't the staff cut it down?"
In his best French Canadian accent, he turns to me and says "Per'aps it eez a Palm de Tear."
"Get it? Like pomme de terre!"
"Yeah, I got it. Keep walking."