Al left at 8:30 am for his final dive. I waited and waited for him to get back (well...Ok, I didn't wait, I took the kids for hot cakes, then Marth & I did some shopping, and as I was walking by the restaurant in front of our condo, I was offered free canapes (I'll explain the free part later). I thought Al would be home by around 1:30 at the latest. When he didn't roll in by 3 PM I was verging on being a smidgen worried but knew he was with great divers. But there he was sauntering up the beach with his diving book in-hand and his "degree". I could tell by the look on his face that he had had a fantastic day. They took him out to dive almost near Tulum
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