famous for its crystal clear waters and abundant marine life, some of the group decided to try our hands at scuba diving! Weary from the festivities of the previous night, me, nat, rchel, adam and simon donned our highly flattering wetsuits to have our first rundown on the major safety points and hazards facing the scuba diver. Unfortunately for us, the fuzziness of our heads did not constitute efficient learning so we boarded our boat somewhat intrepidly! With th rest of our party, bar Josh who was ill in bed, opting for snorkelling we all left together across the somewhat choppy ocean waves.
After a burst of seasickness from Rach, and many failed yet hilarious attempts at us trying to stand up wearing flippers and an oxygen tank, we plunged in. We headed off to the shallower waters to go through some of the basic skills such as what to do if your mask leaks or you run out of air (God help us!) when the group was ovecome by fits of giggles and nervouslaughter, much to the dismay of our instructor! The peals of laughter eventually stopped however when the instructor informed me that my tank was too large, as was my mask and my flippers and then procedded to sink to the sea bed, leaving us all aghast, bobbing about on the surface! A few deep breaths later, we made our descent and sat on the bottom of the ocean, which i must admit was a very strange experience. I held my first sea cucumber, a cute fish that looks like a big black rock and feels quite like suede and we headed off into the vast unknown.
After overcoming the initial panic, the swim was really enjoyable and soon became second nature. We swam over vast coral reefs and saw thousands of fish, including a very charming puffa fish and a family of clown fish, otherwise know as Nemo. At our delight at having 'found Nemo', we resurfaced to warm up again and rehydrate as our hangovers were starting to kick in with a vengeance!
We headed out again for dive 2, which took us right down to 20m and we saw may different species. Unfortunately however the dive had to be cut short, as i was having prblems 'equalising' or neutralising the pressure in my ears, which resulted into pretty horrible pain and Simon was getting a bit fed up of the fish eating one of the large scabs on his leg,(gross!!) which was the result of one of the various moped accidents he had while we stayng at Koh Phangan!
After a really nice team dinner at a gorgeous local italian restaurant,complete with cocktails and a bill of only around 7 pounds each we headed back down the beach, in search of one of the larger clubs that had been recommended to us! We arrived at what we thought was the place, and were met by a very questionable clientele which included a very large and very insistent pack of ladyboys and 50-60 year old man, wearing a Hitler moustache, half a sailor suit-complete with hat, a thong and a pair of black slingback heels! with good music blaring, more cheap drinks and a very sociable atmosphere we had yet another fun night!