Before long, both Danielle and I had jumped into the pool and were getting splashed and we were all having a jolly good time. At one point, Danielle who had been wearing a "squeeze clip" in her hair, took it out and was holding it in her hand. Trying to get her completely wet, one of our new friends did a cannonball jump into the pool and accidentally collided with Danielle's hand that had the clip in it and the points scraped his back. Danielle was unscathed, but, all of a sudden, this big, burly, tattooed navy guy shot up from under the water grabbing the back of his shoulder, screaming "What was that?! A damn peg in me back?!!" It was probably one of those instances that required being there, but with that, Danielle and I could not breath from laughing so hard. I mean, who uses the expression "peg"? We could not answer this poor guy until we calmed down, minutes later, at which point, we showed him "the peg." By this time, we were all laughing.
In any case, we really had a nice time and "our blokes" as we called them, took us back to our hotel later that evening, where we all exchanged information so we could write to each other. I had the bright idea to make them homemade "crumpets" and ship them in time for Christmas! Remember, this was pre-internet, so I had to do some research at the library on how to pack them so they would stay fresh. We received the warmest thank you letters from them, as they couldn't believe we actually took the time to bake for them! Our letter writing continued for close to six months and then kind of dwindled as Danielle and I fell back into our daily life and routine. We still laugh thinking about that trip and reminiscing with the photos. Ah, to be young and impetuous again!!