Back on Monday.
I’m taking the ferry over for a long weekend on Saba, an island near St. Maarten that supposedly had A-mazing scuba diving. Fingers crossed!
P.S. I am currently a fan of rust.
Tag Archives: Saint Maarten
St. Maarten Airport
My parents have landed for the week. And yes, this really is how close incoming planes come. People gather at a bar and beach at the end of the runway strip to watch the planes land and take off.
They do this despite the serious warning on the signs of “extreme bodily harm and/or death.”
Luckily the whole family survived.
Open Water Diver
I am an Open Water Diver, at least according to PADI. That means I passed my written exams and did 4 dives. On the last one, I wasn’t sure I was going to make it back to the surface. I figured I would have a heart attack after seeing a barracuda as long as I am.
Other island hazards:
You can only assume the mechanic of this grounded beer plane was also responsible for attaching these windshield wipers.
