Dive Trip, Day One
Trip Start Aug 23, 1996
559Trip End Ongoing
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Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale,
a tale of a fateful trip.
That started from this tropic port,
aboard this tiny ship.
The mate was a mighty sailin' man,
the skipper brave and sure.
Thirteen passengers set sail that day,
for a ten day tour, a ten day tour.........
Instead of Gilligan and the Skipper, we had
Dave the Pom from the shop, who likes to be called a Walrus
Nan his wife
Lisa the Pom who has a hankering to be a ????? She needs a new passport !!!!!
Brent the Bent Kiwi Rent Boy
PA the Nord who WILL go to Valhalla
Deinne the Dutchie, who enjoys the odd coffee shop or two
Angi, one part of Team Swiss. Also a paramedic, which might come in handy
Karin, the other part of Team Swiss. Very linguistic. Can she speak fish?
Mieke the Deutschie. She is a typical German Frau. Tougher than nails, and also better looking.
Karstan the Deutschie. He needs English lessons, am I the man for him ???
Bennet the Bennetonator, who has been sent to this earth to impregnate women so he can create a master race of his own !!!
Lucy, of course
Alex, the Barvarian. Part owner and dive leader, who really needs to go home and experience Oktoberfest again
Fred/Benny, the Swedish Captain and dive leader, I'm sure I saw him in Bjorn Again, years ago
Chris, the dive leader and being a good Aussie, she wants a EU passport, so she can be found hanging off of Alex's arm
Eeeeeeeee, the Thai Captain
Ying, the Thai chef
And, the Uncle Davros
We set off in the direction of Koh Phi Phi. It was a lovely day, the sun was out, and as we were not diving today, the beers came out early. It wasn't long before we started to look like lobsters !!! After about four hours, we arrived and into the drink we dove. The water was so warm and welcoming. A quick shower, dinner, then into the life boat to break the Koh Phi Phi virginity. Sometimes, I think to myself, was it a mistake spending 6 weeks on Koh Tao all those years ago, when I could have gone there that time. The answer is always no because you should never look back. We landed and walked around, PA told us that he didn't recognize anything because of the tsunami. We found a beach bar and settled for drinks. Realistically, it wasn't my kind of place, and after 3 hours, it was time to go back to the yacht.
What I'm hoping for, is a good nights sleep. But lets be realistic, we all know that aint going to happen because, I hate being fucking jetlagged.