This week the three remaining couples met Darren not in the jungle but at the beach in their skivvies. He then told them to swim for it by which he meant a boat anchored maybe 50 meters offshore. No problem, right? No, none – except that Miles from Minnesota, land of 10,000 lakes, didn’t know how to swim. Fearing that he might drown, he was outfitted with a life jacket and training wheels. Having retrieved a map from underwater, all three couples started paddling like mad (on paddle boards) in a race to find five coin-filled bags and deliver them to an oddly named gentleman at a place called Coco’s Bar in town (Ed. Note: In Cahuita, for those curious). While Mike was smacking Samantha in the head with a paddle, Skip, stoked by the sight of Teresa’s rear end staring him straight in the face, rowed his team into an early lead. Meanwhile, Heather was doing her best to keep Miles from ending up face down in the kiddie pool. Having been first to retrieve a fourth bag at the pier, Skip and Teresa were feeling pretty good about themselves at this point in the adventure. The only thing between them and the win was recovering the fifth bag and delivering it to that dude at Coco’s. But, then the unthinkable happened. Teresa lost the fourth bag somewhere between the pier and forever. And just like that their lead completely evaporated. Yes, they backtracked, crossed paths with a mapache, went back into the water at the pier, but it was all for naught. They were toast. It was a two-team race after that.