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This is our dive boat - getting ready to head out this morning.
Captain Doug is there in the red shirt.
Captain Doug is there in the red shirt.
It was a magnificent sunrise!
again
Gotta order these books - way cool and so easy to find what you're looking for
One of our dive masters' "teeny weeny chevron striped bikini" found a nice place to dry out. Totally cracked up Howie and me! - what is the best grammar for that? Mrs. Rich would have written AWK. Yup. Awkward We thought maybe they were using the dive tank as a mannequin 😆
We love this boat! Actually just the name....
we have a fish named "Grumpy Fish" in our tank at home!
Lunch at the Little Cayman Beach Resort is over, time to scoot on home.
PARADISE - have I mentioned its what I imagine paradise will be like? 💟
We even had the Iguana Patrol watching our scooters while we ate. We leave the keys in them - haven't taken them out since the scooters arrived at our place! If someone really needs one, they're more than welcome to borrow one. Not like they could hide it here on the island - haha.
Yes. They love their iguanas 😙
and so do we!
We didn't see very many on our fist day here but since the winds have stopped whipping around and calm has settled, we have seen lots of tween-agers running around.
We didn't see very many on our fist day here but since the winds have stopped whipping around and calm has settled, we have seen lots of tween-agers running around.
I love seeing Howie relax.
Read a novel (he's on his THIRD!) Take an afternoon nap.
He says he loves coming here to SCUBA dive, but I think he appreciates the time
to really relax and disconnect from the real world just as much.
He says he loves coming here to SCUBA dive, but I think he appreciates the time
to really relax and disconnect from the real world just as much.
Found this garbage on the beach today while walking. So sad. So much garbage lands here...
The conch shells are much cuter! They are everywhere on the island.
More conchs than garbage??? idk...
"Fail" at trying to be artsy fartsy.... colors were cool though.
One foot... after the other... One step at a time... so many thoughts come to mind though!
Sunset from the front of our cottage.
I've been calling it a cottage but I suppose I should stick with the name its been given by its owners.
Paradise VILLA.
I love our villa!
And sunrise and sunset are beautiful from both the front or the back 😁
I've been calling it a cottage but I suppose I should stick with the name its been given by its owners.
Paradise VILLA.
I love our villa!
And sunrise and sunset are beautiful from both the front or the back 😁
So my thoughts for the day?
(yep, actually think every once in awhile while on vacation. It hurts, but not too much)
While we were out diving the Great West Wall today, I had several epiphanies. The first was realizing how scary it was when I turned from the wall and all the beautiful coral and sea life and sponges and everything and faced out into the 6000 foot drop of big blue vastness. It was disorienting and sometimes easy to imagine getting lost when the "safe" wall was just inches or a foot away from me. I would finish my turn quickly so that I could re-orient myself, get on "stable ground" so to speak. Sometimes the wall would get redundant or boring and I'd look for some excitement - look up or down and sometimes look out into the big blue for maybe a shark or a ray or a turtle... but every time I found solace when I had the wall to anchor onto. Then I would look more closely and more intently at the things the wall had to offer. Tiny fish, tiny corals, tiny or not, just looking at things that when bombarded with all of that at once can become overwhelming, but turning away is not the answer. Face the wall, notice the little things and I'm amazed at the things I've learned and seen.
(yep, actually think every once in awhile while on vacation. It hurts, but not too much)
While we were out diving the Great West Wall today, I had several epiphanies. The first was realizing how scary it was when I turned from the wall and all the beautiful coral and sea life and sponges and everything and faced out into the 6000 foot drop of big blue vastness. It was disorienting and sometimes easy to imagine getting lost when the "safe" wall was just inches or a foot away from me. I would finish my turn quickly so that I could re-orient myself, get on "stable ground" so to speak. Sometimes the wall would get redundant or boring and I'd look for some excitement - look up or down and sometimes look out into the big blue for maybe a shark or a ray or a turtle... but every time I found solace when I had the wall to anchor onto. Then I would look more closely and more intently at the things the wall had to offer. Tiny fish, tiny corals, tiny or not, just looking at things that when bombarded with all of that at once can become overwhelming, but turning away is not the answer. Face the wall, notice the little things and I'm amazed at the things I've learned and seen.
That, and I think it would be fun to write about different items found as trash on the beach and imagine a back story for each one of them. A women's size 9 fuchsia pink flip flop, an empty water bottle, a plastic chair with all but one leg missing, a zip tie... I'm going to have to work on this...
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