Today was about the travel. First leg: from Huntsville to Charlotte, NC. Second leg: Charlotte to George Town, Grand Cayman. My first time leaving our good 'ol US of A to land on foreign soil. Passports in hand, we departed.
|Behind us in the queue line at CLT|
Our flight path took us along the Atlantic coast of South Carolina, Georgia, and Florida. I correctly identified the location below while in the air as Melbourne.
|Esther wearing her ill-fated sunglasses|
To get to Grand Cayman you have to fly over Cuba, which is pretty darn breathtaking from the air. (Fun Fact: At 600 MPH it takes only 12 minutes to pass the entire island of Cuba.)
|North coast of Cuba|
|Waters below the southern edge of Cuba|
Finally, my first glimpse of the island of Grand Cayman.
Roughly 100 yards from our condo, this view was waiting for us:
|Seven Mile Beach, looking north|
|Filter feeder in the tidal pool|
|Urchins. Why did it have to be urchins.|
|Hairy man-ape in water|
I'll be honest, I'm not the most experienced snorkeler (snorkel-person?) and I've never swam in salt water with any significant amount of swimmy things in it. Urchins were totally new. I struggled with the mask that I couldn't see out of and the snorkel that I couldn't breathe through. Flippers? How do they work? Esther told me to just "kick" so I was swishing my feet up and down like I imagined I had seen divers do but she was speeding past me fast enough to pull skiers and I was just flopping around in fear of urchins and not really getting anywhere. The first time in the water was not super amazing for me. I would get better.
When the light was too dim to see underwater we retired to the pool.
All pictures from the first day are here.