It is five hours in the office of the dive (also known as our second home here KohTao) I'm waiting for the boat comes back with Michael. Due to large crowds at the boat this time two times a day, I am meegeweest morning and had a need for an afternoon rest.
In recent days I feel pretty weak, I ate eits somewhere once and now I get cramps when I eat and I sit on the toilet more often than I want. Well ... so far we have so many lucky that I really should not complain. Diving is so nice that I do not what that pain through the nose allows drilling and threading so the day slowly together.
Yesterday we again contacted the airline for the flight change. We still come back early in January (though it became again a few days later) and now have everything planned so we only briefly but longer stay in Sydney to New Zealand and South America can.
It goes well with our dive master training. We assist on edge with plenty of time, in a chapter finished the theory and learn to navigate more slowly. Michiel of the donations for his birthday a large compass, and I bought a little to my watch. Every day we see the sun disappear into pockets, the Thai food and still not bored when we sit on the boat.
It seems likely that even if we are going to work as a DM, we actually have a chance to earn something. with some luck we can at least get out of our lease and thus save some more for the more expensive New Zealand.
Tomorrow is the final, and the dive is upside down. If we win we will place a Dutch flag on the most popular dive site. Michael has even bought an orange shirt and we party in any case before the race. Here begins that only checked at 01:30 at night and staying awake must of course be dancing. If we win ... I have no idea how we can still celebrate, most pubs are in fact close to that time. Will be celebrated, but a pity that we are not in the Netherlands.
