Paddle Canoe

We spent the first four days of our honeymoon in a quaint little beach town called Sanur, which is on the south eastern coast of Bali; and it was the perfect segway into wedding decompression. We decided to spend our lazy days either by the pool, on our porch reading or getting massages, rough, we know.

Needless to say it was an amazingly relaxing way to start our trip. We did decide that we should take is the sights a a little so we took to the sea and rented a kayak, I mean, a paddle canoe, as the locals like to call them...and toured around the reef off of Sanur.

We didn't find much but Chocolate Chip Starfish, which to us surprise are everywhere. As is tradition, I rolled the kayak, I mean paddle canoe, and dumped us (and our belongings) into the sea. To be fair, Leland failed to counter lean...so in we went. After a brief float in Balinese Sea, we reboarded our vessel and headed back in.

It wasn't until we returned our kayak, I mean paddle canoe, that we realized that someone was missing their mask. Let's just say that there is going to be a lucky Bali kid out there with Leland's SCUBA mask as their new prized possession.