the hour, Toni was back to the pool area informing me of our afternoon adventure. At two forty-five, we met Nelson on the beach, and ten minutes later, we were off to sea. The first thing she wanted to experience was snorkeling. Nelson calmly instructed Toni on the concept of snorkeling and entered the water with her as I watched from the starboard side. Toni never told me that she couldn’t swim a lick! But I have to give it to her, that didn’t stop her from jumping in. She got in the water and gave the fish hell by thrashing around like she was in a water fight. She wrapped her legs and arms around Nelson as if she were a squid or octopus and held on for dear life. It took Nelson a good five minutes to get Toni to stop slashing around and to relax. She slowly let go of the death grip she had on Nelson’s arm and tried to mentally relax. I could tell that she was scared to put her face in the water, but she did her thing. After an hour of nervously bobbing up and down, she relaxed and went with the flow.
When I felt Toni was confident and comfortable enough to hang out in the water with Nelson, I strapped a tank on my back and jumped in. Even though it’s a no-no to dive alone, I couldn’t resist the beautiful water. I couldn’t get down with the snorkel thing after diving for almost ten years. I made sure not to stray too far from the boat or Toni especially since she couldn’t swim. Damn, she’s got a set of big brass balls, I thought to myself. After two hours in the water, Toni decided that she had had enough and wanted to try the Jet Ski that Nelson had tied to the boat. Nelson brought the boat a little inland then dropped anchor. Nelson jumped in the water first, and Toni followed. They made their way over to the Jet Ski, Toni clutched the sides as Nelson skillfully climbed on top then held out his hand for Toni. I watched as she climbed on the back and again apply the death grip on poor Nelson. After they got settled on the Jet Ski, they waved at me then took off. I walked to the stern of the boat, got comfortable on a lounge chair then grabbed a sandwich and a cold beer and watched the two of them jump the waves.
I was chugging down a mouthful of beer when I heard Toni scream. I guess they must have been going pretty fast because all of a sudden her wig flew off her head like a bird in flight! Beer came out of my nose, my mouth, and I think my eyes. I laughed so hard. In fact, I almost wet my shorts! Toni motioned for Nelson to stop and to circle over the area where her wig flew off. After several attempts and unable to locate anything but seaweed; it was clear to see that her wig was lost at sea. Nevertheless, Toni didn’t seem too upset, she held her head up high and motioned for Nelson to continue. They took off again, jumping wave after wave. Our day had been filled with everything it should have been, fun and sun. By the time we got back to the shore, Toni and I were not only exhausted, but also tanned to a dark golden brown. Personally, I prefer the dark golden brown skin tone especially when it’s accented with the exotic colors of the Caribbean. When we docked, we re-charted Nelson’s boat for the following day, paid him, and rushed back to our room to get ready for dinner.
Toni wore a white short set and wrapped her head in a colorful scarf. I dressed in a colorful Bahamian sarong two-piece set that showed off my midriff. We hailed a cab and headed for the Hotel Atlantis. The Atlantis hotel was of enormous size and beauty that was built not far from our hotel. “What a beautiful place,” we said in unison as the taxi pulled up to the front of the hotel. We ate at an awesome and scenic restaurant in the hotel; the entire wall of the restaurant was the aquarium, with all kinds of fish and marine animals of every size. After dinner, we walked around the hotel for more than an hour then decided to head back