Day 78 Surfing

Need I say that Kurt and Mark made the dawn pilgrimage to the surf? It should be S.O.P. (Standard Operating Practice) by now.
Today I was seduced by the ocean. When each of us went to see the doctors about our staph infections, they all advised staying out of the water until the wounds healed. The others have all healed pretty well so Kurt and Mark are surfing and Andy is snorkeling while I am looking over the edge of the boat into crystal clear water filled with fish and other interesting sights. I remembered that as a child when we went to the ocean, any wound I had healed very quickly after liberal amounts of soaking in salt water. Of course that water was cold and probably clean. I also remember swimming in St. Maarten with some cuts and having them heal quickly in the warmer ocean water. Maybe these were rationalizations but I just could not resist any longer so today, I donned my snorkel gear and went for a long swim. As I expected, the water was so clear it was like air and wherever there was a coral head there was an abundance of fish of every color. I enjoyed every minute of being in the water and realized that I had gotten a bit out of shape from all the sitting around. If nothing else, more swimming will be good for me aerobically.
When I came out of the water, the four open sores I have looked raw but after I doused them in Betadine (an iodine solution) they dried out a bit and although they did not look instantly better, they certainly did not look worse. If nothing else, my psyche was better.
Mark and Kurt met a New Zealand couple who were staying at one of the surf camps and invited them to share dinner with us on the boat. They live very close to where Mark and Molly will live and may be very helpful at some point in the future.