
The story ends up just fine because we made it back with 1/2 hour to spare before the skies couldn't hold back anymore and dumped water that, at times, come down side ways . Hopefully it made for a good story!
After a quick shower we headed off to find some food but found a lot of traffic instead. The traffic down in this area is terrible. I don't know if it could be because most drivers have an AARP card in their wallet or because they have traffic lights everywhere that aren't timed to work together. Eventually we stumbled on this restaurant called "Bahama Breeze". They made some killer frozen island drinks and it gave us a chance to talk about our trip their and remember all the places we had been.
As promised, here is the video of us scuba diving. We were just chill'in on the bottom and checking out the fish. You can see how they come right up to you. The other lady that went with us looks like she was trying to doggy paddle her way around. Captain Keith would tell her to stop moving her hands like that. Three reasons; 1) You could knock someones mask off that comes up next to you 2) you could slam your hand into the very sharp coral and 3) honey, you look stupid. Enjoy.
After our dive we decided to head back over to Guana Cay for an afternoon at "Nippers". It turned into a beautiful afternoon with very little wind. Nippers was rocking when we rolled in. The crowd was getting into dancing and of course, drinking. Funny how the more you drink the better you tell yourself that you can dance. It was very entertaining to watch. By the end of our stay two couples had been drinking too much and decided to hold a yard sale on the beach and took all their cloths off and displayed them while they continued into the water for a game of "what's behind door number 1". Another thing about drinking, you lose your depth perception because these people must have thought that they were really far away from everyone. Not so.
There was another fellow who thought he was an Olympic gymnast because he took off running and jumped over this railing thinking that the pool was on the other side. Let's just say he missed the pool by about 10 ft. He had a nice red mark across his back as a souvenir to remember his performance.
We only had another full day left in Marsh Harbor and the next day would mean more laundry and cleaning up around the boat.
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