snubaing

What fun we had today!  Dad got to enjoy something between scuba diving and snorkeling.  It's called snubaing.  You are hooked to an air line with a guide, but have no tanks.  He really enjoyed it.  He walked on the bottom of the ocean and  all of a sudden ran out of line.  You are totally on your own, exploring as you want, as long as you don't run out of line.  Because I chickened out (too scared if I would panic) dad got stuck with a muslim lady, in long black garb with a dress and hair cover on.  She was a number let me tell you.  She was so worried about her hair showing, or her dress riding up (while under water) yet on the boat was dancing so provocatively, it was unreal.  \Her husband, swimming in his underwear, came up and put his shirt on and one of the bar tenders talked him into some mamahuanda.  Some of you know it will put lead in your pencil.  After one sip he said "oh is there alcohol in that?"  Oh yeah and other things, you should probably put your shorts on immediately.  Oh he says, no alcohol!  Too late, we kind of kept our eyes off of him for a while!  We also as part of that tour got to drive speedboats.  Of course mama muslim wanted to drive first and just went gung ho full tort.  Just about crashed into your dad.  What a number she was. 
Sorry to say even though we had the underwater camera but forgot the dern card!  Dad bought the CD, hopefully there are pictures on it, and not the DVD of everyone.  We'll have to wait til we get home about that.
Regardless it was a fun day.  Tonight we get to try out the steak house.  I'm pumped.  Talk to you later all.