Day 14: Snorkelling

The Chamber has been very very quiet. We had no customers today until noon. And no further decompression sickness cases to report.

Having said that, there was a Swiss guy who came in the other day with ?DCS. Alice joked that he was like the man of my dreams because he was ULTRA organised. He had *everything* with him: we asked for his passport, he had his Swiss ID; we asked for his dive profile, he had his ENTIRE log book with him; we asked for his insurance details, he logged into his e-mail and gave us MORE information than we needed. It was like being in heaven. The only thing that was mildly hilarious was (this isn't breaking doctor-patient confidentiality I don't think) that his name was BORIS.

Pfff-AHAHAHAHHA.

Ahem. Anyway.




We took another day off yesterday (Day 13) because Amr, our mafia-esq father figure for all intent purposes (more on him another day) was taking Mohammed (the 22yo geeky IT tech guy who can't swim) to the beach and invited us along. As if we'd ever say no to the beach.

So we bobbed along and Alice taught me how to swim breast-stroke with my head above the water. FINALLY. Apparently (I don't know why I was never told or maybe I just never fully understood what I was being told), it's 1 *arms* and 2 *legs*. How did I never realise that..??? Now, I can leisure swim! HOORAY!

We rented a pedal boat (with a bendy slide on it = ACE) and pedalled out to sea. Alice and I did quite a bit of snorkelling and it was amazing. SOOOOO many fishies! Some proper fat ones too. And the colours! It's proper amazing below the surface. You'd never guess.

I'm going to have to get me a disposable underwater camera methinks so I can at least take some piccys.



Oh and yes, birffday (Day 10) was cool. We went snorkelling IN THE SEA (drove to Ras Mohammed National Park, which is about 20 minutes outside of Sharm) and I was absolutely petrified because I hadn't swum in YONKS.

Our Snorkelling Site in Ras Mohammed.

My first attempt was awful (plus I managed to lose my R-contact lens even before I'd immersed myself underwater = tres gay). Ugh, and I kept putting my foot down on the coral (BAD BAD BAD). My 2nd attempt was a little better, but still put my foot down a couple times. All together, I managed to sustain 3 minor injuries to my legs. At least it was PROPER salt-water, so the wounds were pretty clean.



Snorkelling yesterday was much much improved! (I'd also purchased my own snorkel + mask, which was more suited to my face.)

Trying out my new snorkel and mask! (Amr price: E£105)

So that's the happ. There are other snorkelling-related story..

But another time maybe.