I'm not fish food

The snorkeling is just amazing here. We have managed to average about 2 snorkels a day. The place where we're staying is so different from our honeymoon in the Bahamas. There we had to actually go on a special trip to find a good snorkeling spot. Here, you can go out about 100 feet from the shore and there are schools and schools of fish. We have seen many, many different kinds of fish.

But now here's the part no one tells you. Because there are so many snorkelers and divers who go in the water every day and feed the fish, any time the fish see a person, they expect food. So even though it's the wild ocean out there, the fish are pretty Pavlovian. It doesn't take much to be surrounded by 20-50 fish of all different sizes who are looking for something to eat. There was this one little yellow and black striped fella that kept swimming right past my mask trying to do a stare-down. So as I was swimming to shore, I had about 30 fish following me, ranging in size from 6 inches to about 2 feet. When you snorkel, you don't really use your hands, so my hands were on my side as I kicked. Suddenly I felt a nip on one of my fingers in my right hand. I thought Tish had actually caught hold of my hand, but as I looked down, I saw all these fish, and one of them that was swimming pretty close to me. Yep - my fingers looked like bait. Only, I wasn't fishing. So, I love nature and all, but not when it's trying to eat me. So I made it back to shore in double-time. When I saw my finger (it was the pinky) I saw the fish did manage to get a piece of me. He had broken skin, and there was a little blood. Is there an antidote for fish rabies?

So here are some more pictures from the trip...

Can I hear a collective, "Awww...." Armaan fell asleep as Tish was with him in the hammock looking at the sun go down.

You can never get enough of the breathtaking view as you step outside.

A classic "postcard" picture

It's amazing how much Armaan loves water

Here are some pictures of the condo we are staying in. What is not pictured are the two bedrooms and bathrooms.

The kitchen and dining area

The living room

Priya's room

The big van we were driving. Driving is on the left side, and this big baby had steering on the right, and stick shift. Fun stuff!

This is "Hell" - as in the part of Grand Cayman named Hell

The island girl

Visiting the Turtle Farm

These fellas are destined for soups and steaks