In the altogether
Not including my daily ferry commute, up until Friday I had yet to venture out on the water despite being here for over 2 months. Almost from every vantage point you can see the clear and inviting sea that surrounds Bermuda's 138 different islands, and as the days wore on I was becoming even more desperate to jump into it, even from the ferry.
So last Friday I decided that we needed a team bonding afternoon, so two of the guys in the team that have boats took us out to the far west peninsula of the island near Somerset Village and the Cambridge Beaches
resort, to a small little beach called Mangrove Bay (photo left). We moored up, dived into the fish-laden waters, played with a jet-ski and wakeboard and cranked up the barbie and ate and drank ourselves into a Friday afternoon slumber.
Like the island's pink and blue buses, boat trips are now coming thick and fast, as I'm on three more this week! Tomorrow we have a client here, who likes nothing more than to carry out his business here whilst snorkling, Wednesday our team are taking out some of the island's underwriters for a sunset cruise and then Friday afternoon our big cheese boss is taking a few of us out on his new boat, for what was fascinatingly described as a meeting.
Someone told me that something I'd have to adjust to in business here is how quickly you get used to seeing colleagues and client's part naked. Look around your office and tell me how much you don't want to see people you work with in their swimwear, okay your bosses secretary aside? Well, here it is all for one, and one for all as the beach and the ocean is an extension of the staff canteen. My only quandary was that I am officially the palest person on the island. Hopefully by next Friday I might have a bit more colour, and not all red.