When I was in cancun they had sea lice so we couldn't swim in it.
When we we at the hospital in St. Lucia, there was an island maybe 3/4 mile out from the beach at Vieux Fort and my brother decided to swim there. He made it, rested, and started back. About halfway back he got hit by a swarm of sea lice. He said his skin felt like it was on fire, and he nearly drowned in his panic to try and figure out what was going on.
Oddly enough, from best we could tell at about the same time I was walking the same beach with the newly dubbed Mrs. W., and suddenly my foot was in tremendous pain and began swelling up almost immediately. I looked down to find that a jellyfish had washed in on a wave, gotten stuck on the velcro of my Teva, and panicked, stinging me repeatedly.
I peed on my foot, and remarkably, that actually works!
Also, this was Christmas Day. Great Christmas, if a little untraditional. At Christmas Mass, a gecko oerched itself right on the front of the tabernacle behind the alter. Despite his obvious intent, he was denied Holy Communion on the grounds that he hadn't yet had his first Reconciliation.
Also, we slept across from the hospital morgue (marked by the sign reading "Dead People Room") and under the operating room. When in our room, we'd occasionally hear small metal objects clatter to the floor and then retrieved, and discuss how much we hoped they sterilzed that implement before plunging it back into the patients innards.
Strange Christmas, indeed.
Wait, what were we talking about?
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