Island Life is slowly taking us over, little by little. This suits the free diving vibe well, where even taking a breath too quickly is greeted with dismay - like, too much energy, gotta learn to relax.
It seems the most natural thing in the world now to be wet for 8 hours a day, to seldom wear much more than boardies or a bikini, to share a pineapple shake & ginger chicken & rice for lunch at our local, scoff banana pancakes from our fave mobile street chef, and to sweat underneath a creaky fan at night as the bed rolls & twists beneath me.
Yup, land sickness has struck badly. I feel uncomfortable the moment i set foot back on land and yearn to get back on the boat and under the water with nothing more than a set of mega fins, mask and snorkel, and cruise the reefs at 15m with dolphin kick, eyeballing the myriads of citizens, occasionally swimming past a SCUBA diver too. Yesterday we narrowly missed seeing a pod of pilot whales.
Today T and I qualified from our free dive courses, and will celebrate courtesy of the good folks at the SA Receiver, who have returned some of my confiscated earnings. Island is getting quieter today and tomorrow, too, which means less insane fireworks in all directions on the beach at night and less liquored 18 year old scooter drivers. Party boat leaves tomorrow for Full moon party at the neighbouring island; we stay to swim swim and swim until we can't anymore, before leaving on Monday.
you gave up a Full Moon Party? geez the swimming must be fun!
ReplyDeleteI guess we are lucky to have pretty much world class parties at home: may give the Dark Moon parties a try when we return in September, they are more psy and quieter.
ReplyDeleteFrom what we could make out the FM parties seem to be expensive alcohol-fuelled mega gaggles of 18-21 yr olds... not quite our scene. Music a little dodge too, no real theme, everything from deep to prog H to psy and full-on, all kind of mashed up.