Adam did not run over a crab

My life is a self-sustaining cycle of silly occurrences and inside jokes.

But back to our crustacean pedestrian friends. I encountered one about the size of both my fists in the parking lot that made fun sounds as it scuttled along. There was another in the pool that some local children and I had fun holding in our hands.

And then I saw a little hermit crab struggling across some stairs with a gigantic shell it appeared to have not yet grown into - nature's little summary of struggle, a symbol of the effort and ambition against the odds. I hope the little crab with the too-big shell makes it. It's a good sign for the rest of us.

lol stingrays

Stingrays don't kill people. They are cuddly and fun.


This particularly forward one vying for either a squid or a belly rub is a female; males are smaller. To clarify, the stingray is the grey and white one, and I am the one in blue. One super sneaky stingray kept hiding in the sand and let only its eyes and tail show. The dive site has been described by National Geographic as the best 12-foot dive in the world. I concluded the event with a Cuba Libre and a nap.

Fish Tale

I am happy to report a distinct lack of second degree burns. But, it is tedious to tell again tales already plainly told.

My new dive equipment has been working out really well. Against all reason, a female BC fits me a lot better than a male BC. Among the more interesting things I have seen are a small stingray on the sea floor at about 55 feet (Adam has some good photos of it), some giant freaking tarpons, a blue anemone, and some of my favorite blue speckled fish.

Historically, my adventures tend to be a respectable blend of insane awesome and stupid bullshit. While searching for giant conch shells on the beach, we noticed a small purple blob in the process of being washed onto the shore. Bluebottle. Do Not Lick. Why was this non-delightful colony of hydrazoa on my beach? Stupid Bullshit quantifier. I did collect four conch shells fresh from the depths.

I have seen a good portion of Grand Cayman at this point, at least the land portion. Also, thanks to Lexi, I have a new word to force into the vernacular: ridiculousity. I don't believe suffixes have limitations.

Goodbye Arctic Circle, Hello Tropic of Cancer!

T minus 36 hours. Rawr.