This weekend we had our own mini Roatan reunion, while it was only a few of my favourite faces that were able to join us it was fantastic to catch up and gossip. It was just like old times; Dunk in trouble with his girlfriend, Jim shouting across the bar, Max and Fontaine all over each other, and Liz getting drunk. Only thing that was missing was me getting off my face, making a complete idiot of myself, and Nick having to carry me home. Oh yeah, that and the obvious lack of sun, sand and beachwear. It was great to see everyone, an awful lot of reminiscing was done, it makes it hard not to go on about Roatan when it’s pissing it down outside. The wet streets of London aren’t really an attractive backdrop for a lot of beach lovers. Seems like everybody, bar Liz (who’s loving her new job as an accountant…no I can’t picture it either…), is desperate to get out of here. Unfortunately it looks like most of us are going to be stuck here a while. Max and Fontaine however, are really living the high life with Christmas in Europe and then crewing a yacht all the way to the Caribbean after a lucky encounter with some random guy in a bar. Their round the globe quest to find ‘the perfect spot’ for a dive shop has led them straight back to where they started. Nice one guys, reckon it was just a good excuse for a holiday.
Other people joined us; Nick’s London friends, who all have high-powered jobs and put us all to shame, and Jim and Dawn were as reliable as always and ready for a night out. To those conspicuous with your absence, the excuses didn’t wash and you’re still not forgiven.
The weekend was busy, and the next day Nick and I went to Brighton for a surprise birthday party for his friend Dave. The surprise involved day going for ‘surprise’ dive in the shark tank at the aquarium, and for all his friends to sneak in and wave at him from the tunnel underneath. While he didn’t choke on his regulator as apparently most were hoping, it all went really well. Think it was one of the most inventive birthdays I’ve been to yet, and although I don’t agree with aquariums and tanks, it was kind of nice being surrounded by fish again. Needless to say, the weekend turned into a very drunken one, and in my current out of practice state, took a lot of recovering from.
Other people joined us; Nick’s London friends, who all have high-powered jobs and put us all to shame, and Jim and Dawn were as reliable as always and ready for a night out. To those conspicuous with your absence, the excuses didn’t wash and you’re still not forgiven.
The weekend was busy, and the next day Nick and I went to Brighton for a surprise birthday party for his friend Dave. The surprise involved day going for ‘surprise’ dive in the shark tank at the aquarium, and for all his friends to sneak in and wave at him from the tunnel underneath. While he didn’t choke on his regulator as apparently most were hoping, it all went really well. Think it was one of the most inventive birthdays I’ve been to yet, and although I don’t agree with aquariums and tanks, it was kind of nice being surrounded by fish again. Needless to say, the weekend turned into a very drunken one, and in my current out of practice state, took a lot of recovering from.
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