im back
Yay. So I’m home finally. Week was actually pretty fast. I’ll dedicate this post to my entire trip and ill try and make it as short and sweet as I can. I recommend you read, if not then you suck for the day. Most of the trip was spent diving, eating, scoping girls, and chilling hard.
Wednesday- Woke up at 5:00 am. left for airport. Got into Cozumel at about 1:00 pm. Hung out at the resort for most of the time. Very nice resort, right on the beach. A bit too americanized though. I saw more Americans than I did mexicans. Food and drinks were free. All day long. I must have had 45 strawberry and banana daiquiris(non-alcoholic) the whole trip.
Thursday- First dive trip at 9:00 am. It sucked big time. I was getting my drift diving specialty and in cozumel thats all there is is drift dives. Which means your diving with a current, and moving a lot. I didn’t like it. I had lots of ear pressure problems, and air controlling problems. No good. We ate at an italian restaurant called Primas downtown. I had the best chicken marinara I’ve ever had.
Friday- Another dive at 9:00 am. MUCH better. I was able to control my bouyancy a lot more and my air intake was perfect. The divemaster helped me a lot and because of him the rest of the dives were great. Saw some sea turtles. We went to a lobster restaurant for dinner. All they had was lobster and you pick the one they cook. I chose a $41.00 lobster. That’s in american, money. It was good. Our waiter was the most adorable man I’ve ever seen in my life. This guy was Mayan, and about 4 foot 9 and must have been 60 years old. He tealked in the softest little voice I’d ever heard. His name was Emilcar. After dinner they served this banana milk drink or something. When I was told it contained the TINNIEST BIT OF ALCOHOL I pushed it away. I wouldn’t even try it. My brother did, and he told me it was pretty good. I explained to him that that didn’t matter. Thats how it starts. It tastes good and you just keep drinking it. Then it’s no longer a small amount of alcohol. My parents took one and ½ of a bottle of it. Alcoholic bastards. I’ve never seen anyone drink so much on one vacation.
Saturday- Skipped morning diving and chilled out at the resort; watching girls, drinking daiquiris, and chilling out. We went on a twilight dive at 5:30 pm. Neat dive. We got to an empty area in the water, and suddenly this HUGE grouper comes by me. He kept following us. It was funny watching my brother who was behind us, and this huge fish was right behind him, coming up on him like a shark. We freaked him out with out pointing. After this dive we did a night dive. Saw 4 octopus. 1 spotted moray eel. 2 big sea turtles. Few lobster, couple of big crabs. Lots of other stuff. Excellent dive.
Sunday- Chill out day again. I didn’t dive today, but I was told I missed out on 5 nurse sharks. Shucks. Ah well. I just thought about the show I was missing.
Monday- Woke up at 8:30 am and got ready for departure. Long ass day. Finally got into Birmingham at 10:45 pm. Good to be home.
I’m going on another trip in one week. June 7th I leave for a cruise, and will once again get to visit Cozumel. This means I also get to miss Bury Your Dead. Fuck. Atleast the vacations are getting out of the way. I need money, and I need a job.
Wednesday- Woke up at 5:00 am. left for airport. Got into Cozumel at about 1:00 pm. Hung out at the resort for most of the time. Very nice resort, right on the beach. A bit too americanized though. I saw more Americans than I did mexicans. Food and drinks were free. All day long. I must have had 45 strawberry and banana daiquiris(non-alcoholic) the whole trip.
Thursday- First dive trip at 9:00 am. It sucked big time. I was getting my drift diving specialty and in cozumel thats all there is is drift dives. Which means your diving with a current, and moving a lot. I didn’t like it. I had lots of ear pressure problems, and air controlling problems. No good. We ate at an italian restaurant called Primas downtown. I had the best chicken marinara I’ve ever had.
Friday- Another dive at 9:00 am. MUCH better. I was able to control my bouyancy a lot more and my air intake was perfect. The divemaster helped me a lot and because of him the rest of the dives were great. Saw some sea turtles. We went to a lobster restaurant for dinner. All they had was lobster and you pick the one they cook. I chose a $41.00 lobster. That’s in american, money. It was good. Our waiter was the most adorable man I’ve ever seen in my life. This guy was Mayan, and about 4 foot 9 and must have been 60 years old. He tealked in the softest little voice I’d ever heard. His name was Emilcar. After dinner they served this banana milk drink or something. When I was told it contained the TINNIEST BIT OF ALCOHOL I pushed it away. I wouldn’t even try it. My brother did, and he told me it was pretty good. I explained to him that that didn’t matter. Thats how it starts. It tastes good and you just keep drinking it. Then it’s no longer a small amount of alcohol. My parents took one and ½ of a bottle of it. Alcoholic bastards. I’ve never seen anyone drink so much on one vacation.
Saturday- Skipped morning diving and chilled out at the resort; watching girls, drinking daiquiris, and chilling out. We went on a twilight dive at 5:30 pm. Neat dive. We got to an empty area in the water, and suddenly this HUGE grouper comes by me. He kept following us. It was funny watching my brother who was behind us, and this huge fish was right behind him, coming up on him like a shark. We freaked him out with out pointing. After this dive we did a night dive. Saw 4 octopus. 1 spotted moray eel. 2 big sea turtles. Few lobster, couple of big crabs. Lots of other stuff. Excellent dive.
Sunday- Chill out day again. I didn’t dive today, but I was told I missed out on 5 nurse sharks. Shucks. Ah well. I just thought about the show I was missing.
Monday- Woke up at 8:30 am and got ready for departure. Long ass day. Finally got into Birmingham at 10:45 pm. Good to be home.
I’m going on another trip in one week. June 7th I leave for a cruise, and will once again get to visit Cozumel. This means I also get to miss Bury Your Dead. Fuck. Atleast the vacations are getting out of the way. I need money, and I need a job.