Snorkling in the Pool

"It´s raining, we can´t go the pool!"she protests. First mate, Shannon, is not quite sure she'll enjoy her nose being plugged up and blowing in and out of a tube. Under water. "Afraid you might get wet? Come on!" Captain's orders.

So off we trot.
Snorkling: At first it's sort of like getting your teeth fitted for braces. I´m gagging on the end of the tube I'm supposed to bite on. But once my head is under water it's okay. The mask is clear! because I spit on it and dip it in the pool. Not so hygienic, but it works.
Hey, it's fun! The big flippers zip me back and forth across the little pool. Empty, except for us snorklers, who only come out in the rain.

"Blue Marlin" from Stavanger,Norway, shows up at the marina today. Great to see "old friends" again. With the now 6-year old twins, a big "Uncle Sondre" and now Grandmother Marita also on board. She connected with "Blue Marlin" by a stroke of luck just short of a miracle. It seems both e-mail and cell-phone communication on board is a bit lacking on the anchored boat. But, they had decided to stay an extra day at Arrecife. Then Sondre turns on his cell phone on a whim. And gets to see a message from Grandmother. Just about an hour before the flight comes in!

So, Grandmother Marita got to see lots of welcoming waving hands at the airport.