On Thursday we went on a Power Boat Adventure. The bus picked us up at 8:30 am and we took a short ride over to a dock, where we boarded the powerboat. Listening to Lady Gaga and Juvenile, we took a 1 hour boat ride (at 40 miles per hour) to an Island off of the Bahamas. Zach and I called it Iguana Island because that is essentially all there was there. They let you off on the beach and give you a handful of grapes and tell you to feed these guys. So we found sticks, stuck the grapes on the end, and went to town feeding these guys their treats. They were hilarious. Zach was getting them to jump for the grape on the end of his stick. I fed a few, but wasted my last grapes by throwing them at the BIGGEST Iguana on the beach. We named him Don Vito (purely for his size.)
After about 20 minutes, we boarded back on the boat and went to another island where we stayed the remainder of our trip. It was gorgeous. Like something out of a movie, which we later found out it was being used to film an episode of Survivor, which will be airing soon.
We got to feed Sting Rays with raw slices of fish, and shark wrestle. It was crazy. These guys were circling the water right by our toes and we tied fish guts to a rope and wrestled them up on the beach. I was just observing and the guy (we called him Brownie) gives me the end of the rope and tells me to PULL. I pulled and sooner or later there was this HUGE shark on the beach, the biggest one we could see in the water. Zach didn't give his go at pulling, but was laughing pretty hard...especially when his brother Chad fell IN THE SHARK SWARM. Pretty intense. You know it is dangerous when the shark tamer is freaking out. Mark, Zach's dad, lovingly known as "Mark the Shark" refused to get in there as well, and stayed protected in his zip-up hoodie in ankle deep. He was the smartest of us all, I think. You should have seen Brownie's wet suit. It was duct taped in places that I pray were NEVER bit.
After the sharks we ate a surprisingly delicious lunch cooked by the Islanders. The funniest part of this odd island was this wild boar that lived on it with the natives. Just this huge wild pig, lounging in the sand. There was a huge sign next to him that said "DO NOT TOUCH THE PIG. DO NOT FEED THE PIG." The guys warned us that the wild boar would walk down to the beach at some point, and soon enough...there he was...waddling down to the water to get a drink of gross salt water.
After lunch, some of us went on a nature walk, while others took in their second to last day to tan. We were all pretty crispy that afternoon.
Friday was our last official day. We slept in (like we did every morning) went to the pool, ate lunch and then walked the beach until it was time to meet up for dinner. We showered up and met at the elevators for the best dinner we had had thus far on the trip. Seafire in the village. My birthday is on Monday, so we ate our delicious steaks and fish, and I got a birthday song with the most delicious piece of cheesecake I have ever tasted.
Overall, it was a great trip. It was so much fun to relax and do NOTHING. Isn't that pathetic? That my favorite part was having nothing at all to worry about? We got more sleep than we both have had in weeks, and took full advantage of our gorgeous suite we got to sleep in. I also loved spending time with ALL of Zach's brothers and sisters and their spouses. We very rarely all get together (considering our family is so large and since Sean and Siri live in AZ). It was awesome to get to eat with them every night and share a tropical drink by the pool with them. Not to mention have the largest known train on the lazy river...which by the way I did fall off and get run over underwater by MULTIPLE tubes. Worth every second.
A special thanks to my amazing in-laws who took us on this amazing vacation. Mark and Jeanene (who by FAR had the best bikini body on the trip) really now how to take a vacay. Thanks to both of you a hundred times for such a great week with such great people.
I would be FREAKING out about the sharks.
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