Come a Waltzing Matilda with Me

We were lucky that our boat had fewer passengers than usual - 10 instead of 14. This gave us all a bit more room to spread out and relax. Wayne was our trusty skipper and Paul our chef - I use that term loosely - and overall boat guy. We were also lucky that everyone on the boat was nice and interesting - no obvious weirdos or strange folks. In sum, four Germans, two Brits (not including Michael), two Americans and us.



Our days were spent sailing, snorkeling, and hanging out on the beach.





If you want to dive around here and you're not on a dive boat - no problem. Your sailboat will take you to the dive boat. It's sort of like a floating bookmobile where they ferry you over and on this little boat are wetsuits, tanks, BCDs, fins, etc. So while others were snorkeling one day we did a dive. Saw some really big fish which was cool.

Because it is still jellyfish season you cannot get into the water without a stinger suit. These are lycra body suits which are hard for anyone to pull off. I thought this picture of Michael looked pretty good - I call it the Charlie's Angels shot.



My favorite part of the trip were the sunsets. We would sit on deck, drinking from our boxes of wine, eating processed cheese and crackers. All this while someone else was preparing dinner and would later do the dishes. We were clearly back in a first world country.





During one of our beach mornings Michael went walking between these two islands on a sandbar that was about 1 foot underwater.



After three days it was time to return to dry land. While I had a great time I'm not sure I have the best sea legs for the long haul. This will become more apparent in the next posting. But all in all, good fun and highly recommended.