“There is one thing I forgot to tell you.”, said Clive, our snorkeling guide and boat captain. He is standing on the deck with the poise of a ballet dancer and the nonchalance of a confirmed drunkard, driving the boat with one hand, the other clutching a bottle of beer. Bare feet emerging from a bright pair of shorts orange shorts and a white stripped golf t-shirt, he is built like an athlete. The carefully tied bandanna goes well with the bronze of his skin – the kind of bronze that you earn by being outdoor a lot in tropical conditions.
“We might come across some sharks.”