Little Cayman: 30 hours and counting

Now that I've survived my last shift of the week at work, it's time to pack! Our flight leaves Saturday at 6:30 am, and sometime around 2 (-ish), I think, our feet should be hitting the sand at Little Cayman Beach Resort! This is our first trip to the Caymans, and we hear the diving is fantastic. We've been going through withdrawal since our last trip (Bonaire, above, our most favorite place to dive, last October). (We did manage a few days (and 10 dives!) in Key Largo a few weeks ago, but the water was 72 degrees, so that hardly counts!)

Must finish packing, stuff all my dive gear and at least a few clothes into a suitcase that weighs no more than 55 pounds, buy dog food, and drop the girls (Scarlet and Frances) off at doggie day care (but only till my mom comes down Sunday night to spend the week with them). It's still early, but I'm already dreading leaving them. At least they love it at day care, and I know they're in good hands. *sigh* My friends with kids say "just imagine leaving a child!" But really, it can't be any harder. They're my babies, my poopins, my sweet, sweet potatoes. If only we could teach them to wear fins and breathe through a regulator ...