Day8: Saturday April 28, 2012.
NINJA's 2Cents
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Ok my wife has not been breathing down my neck on this but I felt like I was letting the ball drop.
You know the phrase this day started off just like the rest, seldom do we ever have those days in Jamaica and this day was starting up to prove that. Its that day when you know when it ends you’ll be both happy and sad. This day was gonna have its ups and downs and right off the bat we got the down. We found (and by we I mean my beautiful wife) that our camera was MIA. So while she went to breakfast and got ready to snorkel I made a break neck scooter drive back down to Canoe to rescue our camera. Alas poor Yorick, I knew him well Horatio. As you know no camera.
I’ll tell you the truth worst part of that is not having the pictures. OK enough about that.
When I got back to Catcha my wife, Daisy and Markus are all snorkeling away. My wifes mask was giving her an issue so she was more than happy to use mine. I needed to get into some trunks so I went back to the room and changed. Being a weak swimmer but no where near scared of water I have a nice snorkel vest I use to help me stay afloat. Tell you the truth it was needed. Even though the water had calmed the it was still a bit rougher than usual. I actually spent about 10 to 15 minutes in the water then battled my way back to the ladder.
Now it was time to just lounge. We carved out our little niche and soaked up the sun. We spent a time on and off in the wonderful pool and the bar and just simple lounging. It was the slowest day we’d spent at Catcha and it figures it would be our last. After some time I got this great idea. Being a graphic/web designer I have to buy a lot stock photography or find photos to transform into what I need. So I’ve recently been on a quest to just take the photos I want and start my own collection. I set off around Catcha to capture not only some good scenery shots but the beautiful tropical flowers all over. As Shauna showed you I took a lot of photos.
After some time wandering around and just enjoying capturing the property I went to find everyone. The gaggle of friends were all huddle enjoying the all too good libations Ivans has to offer. I took a moment to enjoy everyone's interaction. The laughs the deep conversations. The expressions. Its just fun sometime to what good friends interact with each other. The hum of conversation was music to my ear. Suddenly Shauna stops and concern emerges since she hasn't seen me in about 1-20 minutes. I love that she does that. I’m usually always in ear shot, except for maybe earlier this week when I pulled my disappearing act (no need to bring that up again). Daisy starts to look around and like that I’m discovered watching the natives.
I join the festivities at the bar and enter into my own conversations with Brasi and Guiriguy. We had been go go going for so long that it was nice to just relax on the property and get to know our friends a lot better. They guys and I found some common ground to lament on and we shared our woes and jubilation. It was nice, feel like we cemented a bond. Soon we were back in the fold hooting and hollering and having laughs. At some point some dolphins came around to join the party. I stood transfixed waiting to get just a shot of them. It paid off Kinda.
Being that we had spent so much time on the run partying and this was our rest day so we parted for a bit to just enjoy the property. I set out recording the peaceful crash of the waves on my macbook and taking pictures of the ever elusive HubbyMan as he sat in his element. It was nice to just people watch. As everyone just enjoyed their space.
We came back together for one last hoorah at Ivans and some dinner. It was a night like so many I wouldn't forget. A lot of laughs, so much fun. Even now as I write and think about it, it brings a smile to my face. The guys and I had shared a cigar and drinks and then we said our goodnights and our goodbyes to GuiriPie. We ended the night the way we ended the first night here, having some last drinks with Hubbity at Sea Star.
As my wife and I journeyed back to Sagi I had a thought. Out of many, one people meant even more. We had been such a group of disparate people that only really knew each others as 1 and 0’s on a computer with jamaica as a common like. But here in this place we had such a great time and everyone I met at the bash or the flop or a webcast had been so genuine. This trip, this day wasn't an ending ...
