The more I use the word 'snorkel' the weirder it sounds.

Most waking hours of the past two weeks have been spent waiting in lines. We've easily spent the amount of time accumulated in queues during a day trip to Hershey Park at EACH of the offices of immigration, labour, medical and social security. I refuse to count our entire wasted day at the offices of traffic licensing (think DMV) in this total, due to it being on an entirely different level of wasted time. Without getting into too much detail, we alternately stood around\slept on tile floors using sandwiches we packed for lunch as pillows between the hours of 5:30am and 4:15pm on Thursday of this week, waiting our turn to take a 60 question test in order to get a BVI driver's license. We both passed, but if we didn't I surely would have thrown myself off of the ferry and into the shark-infested waters of the caribbean rather than spend another day doing that.
Any daylight hours remaining have been spent preparing for the rapidly approaching school year or snorkeling. Thankfully, our friend Wayne came to our rescue with an underwater digital camera since mine died last week. Here are a few pics from our beach and one other we visited today.

The walk from our porch to the beach.

Looking east at our beach; Lambert Bay. The one dude in the chair was surprising, usually the beach is completely empty.

Looking north towards Guana Island.

Looking south. Tiny, unnamed beaches are beyond the rocky outcrops to the north and south.

Geared up and headed in.

SNORKEL.

Made the short drive to Brewer's Bay. Stunningly beautiful and deserted.

Brewer's from the water.

It's amazing to have these beaches to ourselves!

A sea monster is sighted.

Sign language for 'lakka,' which is South African for 'awesome.'

More of Brewer's from the water.

Some fan coral. No pics of creatures yet, but they're everywhere and so colorful.

Brewer's Bay.