|Well That's Different|
So, since I have some time... here is a bit about the lovely cruise.
First, cruises are pretty cool. It is a way of travel that definitely suited me. For one sitting out on our room balcony with my trashy book, feeling the sun, listening to the water as it crashed, looking out and seeing nothing but water... to say it was really lovely would be an understatement.
Plus I did enjoy being on a smaller and older boat than some. I hear on the big state of the art jobs you don't feel the movement so much. You did on this boat. As I don't suffer motion sickness the feeling of the movement of the boat was entertaining. I really enjoyed it at night though, as it felt like being rocked to sleep.
Bermuda is beautiful... or beyond beautiful actually. I really would love to live there I think. I've never been anywhere like it.
Snorkeling was pretty cool. We took a glass bottom boat out and looked at the reef a bit and at a shipwreck. Then we went to a private beach, donned snorkel gear, and went to it. It was chilly and windy out and the water was cool, but by no means too cool for me to turn down the chance to go snorkeling in Bermuda. From standing, most of the time I was in waist height water. From that vantage point, staring at the clear water, I was thinking there was no way we were going to see anything.
I was wrong.
It took a second but then I began to see several fish. Some were even quite big, and silver in color. My favorite was a small school of a fish called the sergeant major. It is smaller and has yellow and black stripes. As explained by the guide, despite being small and having no teeth, they are very territorial. Seems it is not uncommon for them to come stare you down if you go into their space. And one did. I floated about face to face with one of them for a few minutes before it swam away. Pretty cool.
And then... well and then came the small wave that made me lose my floaty balance and resulted in me kicking a sharp bit of rock or coral. Youch! It was only a small cut but was a bit deep and bled quite a bit. But yeah, no sharks came for a bite. It did mean I had to take a trip to medical where everyone looked at me like I was nuts for being in medical for a little cut on my foot. But hey, the shops on the ship are closed in port and I couldn't get to the pharmacy in town to buy new bandaids because they closed at 6pm. So yes, I saw a doctor for a small cut in order to get a bandaid. lol!
It did hurt like a fucker for the remainder of the trip. But like hell I was going to let that ruin me getting out to go see Bermuda!
Anyway, that is the most exciting story of the trip.