DAY TEN-WASH DAY

Another late morning again, not many familiar faces around now-a shame but at least I n catch up with boring things like washing, writing and sleeping-ha ha. I got up and did the wshing had breakfast and wrote up the diary. Its hard when your on the go all the time and surrounded by people to take time out and write a few notes down. Popped into the city of Exmouth ha ha! Picked up my diving material for tomorrow.

Tehre are still a few easy riders around that arrived last night. A dutch boy called Mikel is now sharing my empty room now which is very romantic! I am feeling a bit apprehensive about diving tomorrow because of trying to equalise my ears.

So i flicked through my dive material over dinner and then got an early night for my early morning. Exmouth by itself is a really boring place but i guess a good place to relax. There are few holiday caravan parks s you walk into town. Everyone is sat around communually cooking or having lunch at a table by themselves. Packing up things in clear plastic boxes, packing-unpacking cars its such a hive of activity similar to television. A little micro life.

The air here is so clean and everything is quiet . The sun is so bright nearly all the time-it only leaves the sky to be replaced by the moon in the evenings and millions of stars. There are swarms of noisy cock-a-toos too flying madly and loudly from all directions. It really is a dusty rusty 1970s paradise town.