November 25th 2016
We drove over the bridge to Paradise Island and past Atlantis to an area of beach front that is public. Once we started walking towards the shoreline we were "attacked" by peddlers. Beach Chairs, umbrella's, snorkels, jet skis, coconuts, souvenirs, chips, soda's, .and we were even offered "party favors."
It was all quite overwhelming. No thanks...well, maybe...Oh okay.
We ended up getting four beach chairs, Soda's, chips, at least one souvenir, a coconut and two jet skis, but only used one. We politely refused the "party favors", although it would have been interesting to see what kind of balloons and party hats this guy was offering. Something tells me it was not that kind of party favors.
Mark did cave and purchased two jet skis for the boys to enjoy. After taking the $200- for 45 minutes each. The sellers and the boys disappeared. (yes we got jipped!). Helpful hint. Wait a bit the price will go down and you may have a better idea if the sale is exactly what your family has in mind.
As it happened. My youngest son was not so convinced that he was prepared to drive the skis solo. We did not find this out until after they had headed towards the water and Mark had paid for two skis. The seller offered to extend the time, rather then return the money. Live and learn I guess. Buyers beware!
This was a good look for him and his fun only continued as the day progressed.
When Gavin finally got up the nerve to drive..... they went just a little but faster.
There they go.........
While the boys were off jumping the water in the sea doo's. Mark, Diane and I were getting our enjoyment in the waves.
Mark was the first to make the plunge. He was out wave jumping encouraging me to come further into the water. I'll admit I was a little cautious. These waves were just a but more aggressive then the ones we had frolic'ed in a few days prior.
Even in the shallow waters once the waves came in they were up to your neck or higher even if you were standing in ankle deep sand before they hit.
I found this our the hard way as did my mother in law.
I began walking out in an attempt to catch up with Mark. What I really wanted to do was get past the waves crashing on the shore and get to that section where the waves were not rolling over but just beginning to break. Perfect wave jumping. I should have moved faster or known better. I'm not sure which, but before I knew it I was hit and tossed under the water.
If you have ever experienced this yourself, then you know that brief period of time when in that moment as your body control is missing and your spinning around underwater completely disorientated to which way is up or down. That short period of time when panic hits you as your tossed about and your brain tells you....you are never going to come up...these waves are swallowing you whole. Your gonna die!!! (I suddenly sang Welcome to the Jungle by G&R in my head.)
Well I was in that moment, as short as it was...it felt like I'd never stop rolling about under those waves.....then it stopped abrupt my face aligned with the sand. I quickly picked myself up for fear another would hit before I had a moment to breathe. Get the hell up and away from that water now!!! I never moved so fast all while I was rubbing the salty sea out of my eyes. Eyes starting to focus after said rub, I look and see 3-4 teen boys watching me with a smirk. Then I realize OMG!!!! my boob had popped out of my bathing suite!!!! Breastest BEWARE!!! I quickly adjusted myself and headed back to the safety of my beach towel and lounge chair......well that wasn't exactly what I had hoped to happen, but after some time I was back again only this time I was a little more cautious.
My mother in law also decided to take a dip. (She would kill me if she knew I had these pics in cyber-space)
I stood on shore warning her. Be careful Diane..the waves sneak up on you! Then BAM!!!!
Down she went. It certainly knocks you on your butt! I think that was the first and last time she went in the water. My guess is this might be her last time ever.
When we arrived back by the port. I caught a picture of the local police. Interesting outfits don't you think?