Scuba Center

Was there recently to get new snorkel gear for an upcoming trip. The service was knowledgeable and friendly. No up sells at all even though we didn’t purchase the top of the line gear. The mask fit is great and I would recommend to anyone.

When you’re on a holiday,
you can’t find the words to say
all the things that come to you,
and I want to feel it too.
On an island in the sun,
we’ll be playing and having fun,
and it makes me feel so fine
I can’t control my brain
Well hello there. Ben P. here, back from my first real vacation since shortly after Bush II stole his second presidential election. Yes, no matter what you or my boss my think, I –DO– get to take vacations from time to time.
When you’re on a golden sea,
you don’t need no memory,
just a place to call your own
as we drift into the zone.
On an island in the sun,
we’ll be playing and having fun,
and it makes me feel so fine
I can’t control my brain.
And, frankly, what good is it to sleep your nights away in a bungalow built out over the Pacific if you don’t spend your days snorkeling in the calm azure waters of a south seas lagoon? Particularly when you have your own private deck and dock from which to launch your nautical adventures. Problem is, for those of us with less-​than-​perfect vision, snorkeling and diving can be less rewarding than it is for our better-​sighted friends (or wives). Enter Scuba Center (several years ago, admittedly).
On an island in the sun,
we’ll be playing and having fun,
and it makes me feel so fine
I can’t control my brain.
We’ll run away together.
We’ll spend some time — forever.
We’ll never feel bad anymore.
Prior to my last trip to an island in the sun, Scuba Center hooked me up with a mask with quasi-​prescription lenses in it. By which I mean, they’re good enough for me to read while wearing, but maybe not good enough for me to needlepoint with. Which is not a problem, since I don’t envision needlepointing underwater. Or, frankly, out of the water, either. So now, I’m the same eagle-​eyed dude IN the water that I am OUT of the water. Which proved particularly useful when we went diving with humpbacked whales, and I got to watch them underwater and hear them sing.
Not too bad for a guy from Wyoming.
P. S.: I’d Unilocal more of my vacation, but there is no Unilocal for this particularly country. In fact, this particular country’s internet service blocks access to Unilocal.Leading, apparently, some people to speculate about what I’ve done with myself and (I assume) begin premature celebrations vis a vie my presumed demise. Thus, for the 32 people out there celebrating, the 3 people who felt kinda vaguely sad, and the 6,999,999,965 people who don’t give a crap one way or the other, let me paraphrase Little Bill, who said, for awhile, I thought I was dead too, turns out I was just on vacation. Or something like that.