Song of the day: Last Night on Earth - Green Day (21st Century Breakdown)
Today's been split in two parts. I decided not to dive, to be able to recover from jet lag for a day. Anyways, I spent the morning at the dive center, on my computer, not feeling very well. Maybe it was the previous night's Tiger, perhaps the banana roti I had for breakfast didn't fall on a strong stomach, or it could just be pure nostalgia clinging on to my soul.
I'd like to dedicate this space to Sadnam and Bita. Chatting with them was a warm soothing for my lonely heart. As the day advanced I started feeling better.
I'd like to dedicate this space to Sadnam and Bita. Chatting with them was a warm soothing for my lonely heart. As the day advanced I started feeling better.
Anyways, I was supposed to be directed by Jerry, the Supreme Authority of the dive agency, whom I had been exchanging e-mails with. But, he was in Tawau (he still is), and I could only find myself alone and without a direction. I had been told he'd arrive on Saturday, so I would just wait for him to come and give me some advice.
However, after a few hours of surfing the net, I saw my new friends (Marcos and Barbara) coming out of the hotel, and we made plans to have lunch together. I spent the rest of the afternoon and evening with them, and I believe they saved me that day with their company. They are now gone to a former oil-extracting platform near Mabul Island.
However, after a few hours of surfing the net, I saw my new friends (Marcos and Barbara) coming out of the hotel, and we made plans to have lunch together. I spent the rest of the afternoon and evening with them, and I believe they saved me that day with their company. They are now gone to a former oil-extracting platform near Mabul Island.
At some point we passed by the dive center and I asked a lady what was the plan for me, as I was supposed to dive the next day. She referred me to Dave, who was having dinner with two more instructors at a restaurant around the corner. He's the nicest and most welcoming person I've met so far. The only one, actually. Cool that he's going to be my instructor.
So, having met him, I knew what time I'd have to be ready for diving, and he gave me my First Aid and Rescue Dive books which I'd glance through before going to bed. But first coming to the hotel reception to ask to borrow some bedsheets and a pillow - they haven't given me anything to cover myself with, but at least I don't sleep on the bare mattress.
And that was the day. The sensation of loneliness got quite covered, but reappeared at night, although weaker than the previous one. Fortunately, the fan makes even more noise than the restaurant downstairs.
So, having met him, I knew what time I'd have to be ready for diving, and he gave me my First Aid and Rescue Dive books which I'd glance through before going to bed. But first coming to the hotel reception to ask to borrow some bedsheets and a pillow - they haven't given me anything to cover myself with, but at least I don't sleep on the bare mattress.
And that was the day. The sensation of loneliness got quite covered, but reappeared at night, although weaker than the previous one. Fortunately, the fan makes even more noise than the restaurant downstairs.
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