We have been here a week and we already have ‘friends’. The bartenders at the Little Cayman Beach Resort know us by name. We aren’t even drinkers, but we had the advantage of staying through change over day and we were the only folks in the bar for about a day and a half. So we have gotten known.
We meet a fellow that dives here 1/2 the year, easy life from what I can make. On our first few dives we share the boat with a fellow that works for a dive gear firm. From what I can make J and J do one hell of a lot of diving. From the few discussions we had above water I’m not sure there is a corner of the world they have not been underwater. They each have camera housing that would fit about 20 of Debbie’s camera, housing and all.
One of the two dive masters on our boat is E, a 23 year old Brit. She came to Little Cayman Island, I think, she said 5 years ago and is learning her trade on the fly. She’s great to dive with and is extremely enthusiastic. T has made a career in the dive industry. He’s American but hasn’t really lived there much. His family lived around the globe while following his father’s work.
We met a lady from Texas on the flight over and ran into her again yesterday in the bar at the Southern Cross Resort. She is a science teacher that is volunteering at the ocean research centre for a week. When we met she wasn’t sure what was in store for her but yesterday she informed us she was glueing staghorn coral to spikes in the sand near the existing reef so the folks could study how the coral grew and if it is possible to ‘transplant’ coral pieces in an attempt to reintroduce it to areas where it has disappeared.
All of the seasonal locals seem really nice and all are schooled in customer service skills each making us feel like we are friends from a way back. Drivers wave as they pass us walking on the road. Hotel staff greet us with a Good Morning! And they all feel like friends.