The day began in a peaceful fashion, with the blaring combination of alarms and guys yelling to wake up. As I arose, jolted from my slumber, I had little time to wash my face, throw on my clothes, eat some Reese’s Peanut Butter CupsTM,, and walk to the front of Guava Berry. Once everyone was accounted for, we were quickly shoved onto a taxi that looked more like a bus than a taxi. After arriving at what appeared to be a hotel, we entered a small building consisting of only a single room, a room that looked and felt more like a laid back meeting room than a classroom. We were given plates and told to have our fill of eggs, sausage, bacon, and potatoes, which I salted and peppered heavily. After breakfast, an afternoon of classes left only one option after a quick lunch of sandwiches and fries, a swim in the hotel’s pool. The pool felt nice and the upbeat sound of Psy’s “Gentleman” told me that every little thing was going to be alright, not to worry, and to be happy. Once the bus-taxi arrived, we went over to the marina and jumped on the boats with our scuba gear to head over to the “Chimney,” Jacques Cousteau’s favorite dive site in the British Virgin Islands. Once we finally jumped into the water, geared and ready to go, we dived down as deep as 44 feet and encountered some of the most beautiful marine life I have ever seen, including a spotted moray eel and a juvenile banded pufferfish. After narrowly squeezing through two walls of rock, sides briefly brushing against the sides which were teeming with life, my dive group ascended where we waited for the other group to return, making sure to thoroughly rinse and disassemble our gear. Of course, everyone was just near starving by the time we got back to Guava Berry. So we walked up to Mad Dog’s and enjoyed some delicious pizza. Now I’m here, writing this blog and, for some reason, looking forward to both the bed in my room and the morning ahead.
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