Travel Blogs from Moalboal
... teenage kids condoms, and by describing some of the clothes english girls wear out clubbing. They were also amazed once they realised I was travelling by myself and I think sligtly concerned that my parents would let me do such a thing! Altogether a pretty enlightening conversation.
We worked a solid, hard 9 hours at the packing place and then headed for a beer with a couple of western friends we had made that day. Whilst we were sipping on our drinks out thr front ...
... and he assures me again he will not move, ok mate we are ready, ok follow me!!! Thought you wouldn't move, don't worry all will be ok, just love their use of the English language. We board a boat and head out to sea, we can see all the other boats to our left and we go right, maybe they have special sharks for us. Back to shore we go in a very choppy ocean. Off the boat please, what? Follow me, we now have to go for a briefing and be told to wear a life jacket, hello we ...
... must say, underwater photography is definitely a challenge.
Can focus, cannot focus.
Zoom working, zoom not working.
turn it on and off. On and off. On and off.
Plus have to be mindful with all the diving techniques etc.
Well, who cares!!
It. Was. Fun!!!
To Be Continued...
Here are some of the photos taken~
... beach most of the day. The days were a bit cloudy, but not bad. The nights were very windy and rainy. There is a reef here and I would rate it average. Most of the good fish were about 20 feet down and I could not get to them. There were a few sea stars and a ledge where hundreds of fish hung out. The ledge was about 50 feet from the shore. I got a quiet walk on ...
... got off to a icky start when the girl
behind us started vomiting copiously into a see-through plastic bag.
Standing beside her seat she casually rested the swinging bag between
our heads and continued to produce some fantastic sounds effects into
our ears, while I, for once, managed to avoid any “Is it on me?”
hysterics. Unusually, we were incredibly grateful when our daily dose
of One Direction kicked in, drowning out a good half of the retches