At one point M. and I were bobbing in the waves and looking down down down through our snorkeling masks — (the depths became murkier the further down you strained to look, there literally was a LINE where the water became seriously deep %$&*), and all we saw wayyyy down there were these two grey bellies gliding steadily toward us. At first it looked like a pair of sharks and we pooped our pants a bit.

Oh, the marine biologists — the same guys that required us to sign a release form before taking us out, in case, you know, we got devoured or something — suggested we act 'sociable' around the dolphins by holding hands to gain trust.

I guess they dig that sort of thing.

(Ups, gotta go. Little one is grizzling for another nip.)

#13 is what I'm doing right now haha.

#17 – I'm right there with you. Ugh. DH doesn't understand!