Nip/Tuck

Beth, Jordan and I went to Playa Mia in Cozumel again. Jordan and I both climbed up the iceberg (fun for me, practice for Kilimanjaro for Jordan), and then the three of us made our way over to one of the seemingly deserted Aqua Jumps in the water. An Aqua Jump is basically a floating trampoline. We hadn’t been able to go on one before, so we were looking forward to trying it out on this day. When we swam over, however, we realized that there was a middle-aged French couple trying to get on. He was wearing what I can only describe as a baggy Speedo and she was wearing a bikini. She had managed to get a foot on the bottom rung of the ladder, but was unable to muster the upper arm strength to pull herself up. He was trying to push her haunches up, but to little effect. Looking back, she might have been Frank Oz in a bikini, because she only communicated by a series of high-pitched squeaks, a la Beaker from The Muppet Show. He continued pushing, she continued squeaking, and Beth, Jordan and I continued looking on in uncomfortable silence. He finally got her up, but not before a prolonged period in which one of her breasts popped out of her top. This was a huge coup for Jordan, because normally the only middle-aged nudity we see is during the ten day cruises in St. Maarten. We tried to let Jordan know how lucky he was as we waited for the couple to finish up on the Jump, but I guess some gifts are best appreciated in hindsight. They soon squeaked and splashed away, and we took our turn.