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I'd set the alarm for 7:00 to see the ship arrive at St. George's but was up at 6:50 anyway. It's amazing how such a large ship can fit through such a narrow channel! We'd booked the first "Peppercorn" Helmet Diving tour of the day, departing at 10:45. After breakfast in the dining room, we met the gang on the pier. As we were leaving the ship, Mom and Dad were re-boarding and were very upset. They said they'd been "stood up" by two cabs and were getting something from their room and were then going to rent a scooter! I strongly expressed my reservations about them doing that since I know from experience it's a dangerous and downright scary way to travel down there. Dad insisted he knew what he was doing and brushed by. I was to spend the balance of the day stewing about their wellbeing.
The group going on the dive met on the pier. The guide walked us through town and, after filling out release forms, we boarded a rather large inflatable for a ride through Castle Harbor and into the ocean. The dive boat was already anchored near a reef in about 10 feet of water. The bad news is that, while there were eight of us together, only six plus the divemaster could dive at a time. I volunteered to stay back 'til the second group but, since I had the underwater camera, I was elected to go with "the group". Helen and Earl volunteered to stay behind. After instructions from Darrin, the divemaster, we were off. I was first down after Darrin. There was an extension ladder mounted to the stern and reaching to within a couple of feet of the bottom.
When the next six went down, I gave my Earl my underwater camera.
The inflatable that had earlier dropped us off returned with a fresh load of people and took us back to the dock. The sky was starting to look pretty dark and we got the word that they were expecting a major storm. They said they figured the balance of the day's dives would be cancelled. We'd lucked out!
While the others headed for the ship, we walked with Helen and Earl to the town square where we had lunch at Freddie's.
Helen and Earl headed for the ship and Lin and I walked around St. George's, mostly in the rain. We visited St. Peters and talked to the same old lady we'd met the last time there. As last time, she was charming and informative as she showed us the silver in the sacristy. After a couple of trips through the city and buying a picture from Diana Amos, a local artist, we headed back to the ship. I checked in with my office before boarding, of course.
After laying down for a while, we dressed and headed to the Rendezvous for drinks. We sat with a couple somewhat older than we are. The woman was charming but the man divided his time between belittling his wife and trying to impress us with his Rolls Royce and other evidence of wealth (and ignorance). Eventually, Eunice & Nila came along and we gladly turned our attention to them.
After leaving St. George's last time, I regretted not having walked the streets at night so, after dinner in the dining room, Frank & Pat and we walked back into town. We walked around a bit and had a drink on the waterfront patio at the Waterfront Café before heading for the rack.