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Recipe for a Perfect Caribbean Vacation

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Ingredients:

 1 awesome divemaster (Mac) who also happens to be a rock 'n roll drummer


 6 days of sunshine with 85 degree weather


countless palm trees
1 hotel swimming pool
1 poolside restaurant
3 beach chairs
3 Musketeers (John, Glo and me)

 Directions:

 1.  Wake up at 7:30 each morning.  Throw on swimsuit, and head down to hotel breakfast.  Grab a quick bite to eat before meeting Mac at the dock.

2.  Board Saffron, and sail for ten minutes to one of 365 diving sites off Grand Cayman island.

3.  Dive twice, seeing the most amazing things--turtles, eels, neon-colored fish, stingrays, jellyfish.  Be reminded that a greater being (than a Big Bang) created this world, both above the water and under it.
We found this unusual creature back on the boat :-)

 4.  Return to the hotel, walk directly to the pool, jump in.

5.  Hop five feet out of the pool, sit down at a table, and order lunch.  While lunch is being prepared, jump back in the pool.

 6.  Eat.

 7.  Head over to the beach chairs and sleep the afternoon away.






8.  Wake up.  

 9.  Shower.  
#neverbeensoblonde
10.  Eat dinner.
A newly renovated Hard Rock Cafe!  Good thing we went here our last night, because I would have been eating here EVERY night!
11.  Watch a movie.  
12.  Sleep.
13.  Repeat.

Comments

  1. MarkMarch 15, 2015 at 8:45 PM

    Man this just makes me want to come more(: This is obviously an awesome formula cause I can imagine right now how it would feel... #perfection

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