In 1976 I took the summer off to backpack across Europe. In 1982 I killed most of the year by motorcycling throughout the continental 48. So in 1999 going to the Caribbean to teach scuba diving just seemed like the right thing to do. The way my life is going I'm guessing that my next big adventure will be the final step into the afterlife. I guarantee I won't be writing about that so I guess if you want to read my work then this might be your last chance.
What do you do when the lights come on and you find yourself in an empty room? The crowd is gone and no one's left to cheer and yell out your name like they did when you were almost famous. The worlds longest never-ending party has just come to a close. There's nothing left to do now except clean up the mess, pack up your gear, and move on.
“What happens on the island stays on the island”. This was the battle cry of the tourists that descended on us each week. If they only knew I could write this might have turned out differently. Sex, Surf and Sunburn is a true account of my experiences while working as a scuba instructor in the Caribbean. So get comfortable, grab a drink and come spend thirteen months with me.