Bermuda: Day 3

I haven't talked about this yet. Day 3 in Bermuda was something of a mixed bag.

It was SCUBA diving day in Bermuda. Sandrew, the Girl, and I awoke early to go meet SCUBA dude on the pier. Besides us, only one other person on our ship was diving, which was nice. We took a short van ride to the boat site, filled out the paperwork in the gale force winds, and proceeded to hop aboard the boat.

We had a short (~20 minute) ride out to the dive site. SCUBA gear ready, it was time to jump in the water. I was finally going to get to go SCUBA diving with my bestest wonderful wife ever.

The girl did jumped in, and so did I. Because of the previously mentioned gale force winds, the seas were really choppy. Really really choppy. While proceeding, snorkels in mouth, to the site of descent, the girl began to panic. It's hard to continue breathing when water keeps getting into your snorkel.

I failed. I couldn't help calm her down. The girl had to get back out of the water. I had to go diving without her. It just wasn't the same... I'm sorry bear.

Post diving, we rode back to the ship, showered, had lunch, and decided what to do. Amanda, Forrest and I rented scooters while the others went shopping. The scootering was fun. I was fortunate enough to obtain the position of captain and navigator for this endeavor, so I got to lead us about the island wherever my heart desired.

There was only one catch. When we arrived at the scooter location, I realized that I didn't have my driver's license. Fortunately, the rental place didn't require one for the rental (or assumed I had it). However, the license was necessary for getting back aboard the ship. So, our first destination on the scooters was to the ship, where Amanda took my room key, entered our dirty den of clothing, and found my license! The adventure continued, and was very pleasant.

Later on, when finished scootering (scooting?) we returned to the ship. While getting ready to leave my cabin with Forrest and Amanda, I saw that we had a message. I decided to check it, and found that the pier people had found the girl's license and room key. She was somewhere in King's Wharf and was unable to board the ship again. I set out to find her after obtaining the necessary materials.

On the way out, I ran into Drew. He followed his own little adventure to find her license, which brought us to the same place at the same time. I had the stuff. He knew where everybody was.

It could have been much worse. As it was, though, we happened upon the girl, got her the license and room key, and all was well. We boarded the ship again.

I'm not even sure what we did that night...