We were in St. George, Granada which is breathtakingly
beautiful. I should preface this by
saying that as a child, I happily snorkeled down the Ichetuknee, which is a
completely clear fresh water river.
Unfortunately, when it comes to salt water, my track record is 0 for
3. Reason #1: You can’t see very far and
therefore will not have enough time to escape should any shark try to eat you. Reason #2: Things grow bigger than you
do. For instance, sharks. Reason #3:
Sharks. On all occasions I have
been in and out of the water in less than three minutes!
First, we got onto a speedboat and zoomed out onto the open
water. Note to self: You are no longer
allowed to watch horrifying programs about speed-boat accidents due to the
gripping terror you feel in such a vehicle.
There were many bright fish and coral see. We couldn’t get near enough to the fish to touch them, but it was fun to try. There were also statues planted under the water to coax coral growth. We took a guided tour through the waves, and I only drank a few mouthfuls of seawater. Yuck! I also think I had my mask on too tight as the impression remained in my forehead until the next morning. Hopefully no one at our show that night noticed! Ha!
We finally swam back to the boat and returned our gear. Then we sped off along the island slowing
only when we pulled into various coves to see the buildings or forts. The prison on the island has the best view out
of any other place, and there were about six forts. Anytime anyone took the island over, they
built another fort where they had managed to sneak in and attack. It was very interesting, but very hot!
When the tour was finished, it was apparently time to do donuts. I white-knuckled my way through them, and fortunately, survived.