Sunday, February 08, 2009


So what did our tropical days entail? Well...

Kevin & I spent a day snorkeling. I think I was quite spoiled for my first snorkeling experience to take place in Hawaii. Not much can compare to that! So although the sights belowwere not as breath-taking as one could have hoped for, Kevin & I had an enjoyable day on the boat out to sea.

Though we had no sightings of Nemo or Ariel, we did spot some truly interesting Russian characters. I think the Russian vacationing mentality is simple mathmatics:

Russians + speedos = true love forever

On our snorkeling boat, these were the choices of swim attire: one bikini cut black speedo, one boy short cut speedo with blue tiger stripes, and one speedo with neon vertical stripes. Now I know vertical stripes are supposed to be slimming but seriously! I've never been so thankful for the donning wetsuits!

The gentleman daring to wear the bikini cut suit thought it a grand idea to take in some sun while the boat was traversing to its destination. So there he lay on his back with his legs spread indian-style to the sky for the whole world to see. Though trying my very best not to gape at this spectacle, I couldn't help but notice a very conspicuously placed q-tip stored in the elastic waistband of his speedo. What the use of that q-tip is, the world may never know.

We also got to spend a day at the beach. Sure, sure the ocean was actually clear, the sand was actually white, and the sky was actually pollution-free but the best part of the day was people watching. More Russians, more speedos! I'll spare you the extent of the details but I do have to share the Tarzan sighting: a leopard print speedo accompanied by a fanny pack that covered more fanny than the speedo itself!

So if you're not opposed to speedos, than this is the tropical vacation for you!


Shannon said...

Looks like a beautiful place to visit! So clean and warm! Post more pics of your home when you can... I guess I need to do that as well!

Chris & Sarah Peek said...

I hope your mind hasn't been forever scarred by those speedo sightings. Is it me or do the men who wear teeny-weeny speedos have ridiculously hairy legs and backs? Perhaps they think the sunrays will burn it all off?

Anonymous said...

Finally! I was beginning to get worried about you two! We've been checking the blog frequently. So glad you got some time to relax. We have been remembering to lift you up and do so with joy. Your faces are on our fridge. They bring a smile to our faces everyday.
The Savages

Jamie Butts said...

Oh my, this brings back memories. This was my life when I visited my parents in the Canaries. Speedos everywhere (um... didn't sight the q-tips though - weird)... there was literally nowhere to turn your eyes where you didn't see the scantily clad. Ha! Miss ya'll. We had Chris and Sarah over and we talked about ya'll a lot!

Matt and Sarah Pitts said...

Hahaha! The Speedo story was hilarious!! Love you Peeks!


Erin said...

Oooh. Gag. Speedos.
My sweet sister-in-law vacationed in the same spot and had a very awkward ride up the hotel elevator, which was full of Speedo wearing Russians. Eeek!