Saturday afternoon. Jenny's now qualified as an Open Water Diver so we can dive together off the hotel beach. Potter around at 14m then a safety stop at 5m in accordance with pre-agreed plan. Jenny's bouyancy control is very good - better apparently than her trainee divemaster who managed to ascend by mistake while leading Jenny. He then panicked, grabbed her weight belt to haul her down when she had followed him up as she had been instructed to stick with him and release it, leaving him and the instructor hanging on to Jenny's legs to prevent an uncontrollable ascent as a result of him having removed her weightbelt. Surprisingly Jenny remained calm throughout this cock-up and didn't bolt for the surface but waited for him to re-attach the weightbelt and resume the dive.
Sunday morning. Taxi into Dahab then Jeep to the Blue Hole for Jenny to snorkel there. Excitement at the restaurant as the kitchen catches fire. Neighbouring restauranteurs rush to the scene with fire extinguishers, perhaps mindful of the proximity of the fire to their own tinder dry wood and thatch roofed premises. Jenny, in the water, misses the fun.
Sunday afternoon. Minor alarm at the airport check in over the flight home. Is it cancelled, re-scheduled or double-booked? In the end it's just an hour late. No problems.
Sunday morning. Taxi into Dahab then Jeep to the Blue Hole for Jenny to snorkel there. Excitement at the restaurant as the kitchen catches fire. Neighbouring restauranteurs rush to the scene with fire extinguishers, perhaps mindful of the proximity of the fire to their own tinder dry wood and thatch roofed premises. Jenny, in the water, misses the fun.
Sunday afternoon. Minor alarm at the airport check in over the flight home. Is it cancelled, re-scheduled or double-booked? In the end it's just an hour late. No problems.
No comments:
Post a Comment