Maybe I'm not cut out to be a diver. I still couldn't hear out of my left ear, so I told the instructor, and he recommended I see a doctor. So off I went, hoping to get some wax removed and be back to catch the boat by 8:30. The doc did indeed remove some wax, but that didn't help, so he had another look, and said there was some blood in my ear. Apparently a blood vessel burst in there. He said it would heal in a week, but in the meantime I can't dive. So that threw my plans into chaos. I have to see the Reef, so I booked a snorkeling day-trip for tomorrow, then I'll head off for Mission Beach to heal. Hopefully when I get to Airlie Beach I'll be all better because there I can kill two birds with one stone: sail the Whitsundays and finish my dive certification. It's slightly more complicated now, thought, since I've done the theory and confined dives already, and don't want to repeat them. All included, the diving fiasco ended up costing me about $210US. Hopefully I can find a place to finish the course for $200US. If I could have finished here, it only would have cost $333US. The girl at the hostel's booking desk felt sorry for me since she couldn't refund the deposit I paid here, so she gave me a free night tonight in a four bed room (wow, a $12US value!). Currently I'm the only one in there, and I hope it stays that way, since I've been sleeping in dorms for two months. Hopefully snorkeling tomorrow will go better.