So there I was. Mid-March 2020. All set to take a much-needed vacation. Packed my bags and flew off to Little Cayman for what was to be almost three weeks of diving.
Sadly that excursion was cut drastically short, and I was back home just a few days later. Just after I had settled in, the Caymans closed up shop and basically booted out all tourists due to the pandemic.
Sigh.
Silly me actually left something behind in my room that I actually use: the charger for my big camera’s batteries. Thankfully, the resort gave it to another guest who left after I did and they sent it to me.
The good news is that, eventually–hopefully–I’ll be able to resume the aborted trip. It was quite a depressing turn of events. But hey, I’m up to writing about stuff that happened just over a year ago, so that’s progress. No longer 2+ years behind!