My beach

There was no problem finding a place to stay, since touts were waiting for the ferry. The first one seemed OK, and I was too tired to think straight, so I went with them. It only costs US$6 a night, but the bungalow isn't that great, and even though it's on the water, there's no beach here. That doesn't matter for now, since I signed up to do the open water dives to finish my certification. We left that afternoon for Mango Bay with six other students: two Aussie guys traveling together, a Dutch Woman, a Danish couple, and an Englishman. They do things a bit more relaxed here than in Australia. The first part of the dive was a "confined dive," which we did in 5 m of water. In Australia we started out by kneeling in the shallow end before doing them again at the bottom of the deep end, which gave you some repetition and built confidence. After that we swam around and down to 10 meters. So we did a confined dive and an open water dive in one fell swoop. That's fine for me since I know all the skills, but I feel sorry for the other students.