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On our final day in Cambodia we treated ourselves to a day of diving. We hadn't really heard much about the Cambodian diving scene, but the prospect of adding another country to the list of places we've dived was too much to turn down. On our way to the boat in the morning we passed through a small fishing town that showcased some of the poverty in Cambodia. After boarding the boat we were greeted by our two dive guides for the day; an annoying cockney who claimed to know everyone who had ever existed in the diving world (I'm surprised he never claimed to have taught Jacques Cousteau everything he knew) and Choy, who was a friendly Cambodian-American.
The plan was to dive around the island of Kaoh Koun, an island situated about 2 hours off the coast. The sea was slightly rough but we reached the dive site without any hitches and were both eager to get in the water. As we descended, we suddenly realised that the one thing you never want to happen on a dive abroad was happening; it was no better than diving in the UK! The visibility was a measly 3m and the current was strong, but we were in 29 degree water. In fairness, there was a very nice reef and there was an abundance of fish life, which made the lack of visibility even more annoying.
After finishing our first dive, during which we lost the cockney and more frustratingly found him again, we were not filled with as much excitement for the second dive. However, the second dive was much better. We went to a different site where visibility was better and the currents were weaker. We enjoyed the delights of an interesting reef and our faith in Cambodian diving was restored.
Emma slept for the majority of the journey back to shore, probably dreaming of getting a sun tan, and when we arrived back in Sihanoukville we went for a drink in quite an interesting local bar. It was an old airplane hangar with an airplane hanging from the ceiling. We enjoyed a local beer as we looked out across stunning views of the beach at sunset.
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TrainMan I remember Jacques Cousteau telling me how bad the visibility was in the waters off Cambodia!
oatcake mum Shame. The last time I dived in cambodia the visibility was 40m and I swam with a basking shark!!!
Awesome McAwesome I'm sure the cockney was just as annoyed at being reunited with you as you were with him.