Missing Divers, Missing Bus, Drunk Doctor, and Puppies!
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April 16th, 2009 – by: d00tchy
Woke up to the sound of someone hastily knocking on our door. Upon ascending from my subconsciousness, I immediately felt a rush of whooziness on strength of an extreme head-spin and nasty yukmouth. I was fucked up. No way was I gonna open that door even less stand on my feet. So BK marshalls himself up and answers the door with both eyes closed. It was the Korean owner. It was time to dive. No way I'm going diving in this pre-dive condition. At this point I'm a semi-conscious hazard on slippers and I'm sure I would have drowned. So after blabbing out some incomprehensible shit, something to the effect that I'm gonna pass on diving, I descended back into the deep where I went virtual diving instead, a much safer alternative in my inebriated condition.Boy those great white sharks are friendly!
While BK and I went island hopping the day before, GB attended to her ear problem at the local medical clinic which was just someone's house. It is crucial to remember that the concept of time is of no essence in the island way of life where temperatures are always hot and the humidity kills any and all desire for motivation. Tired of waiting, I took off to go island hopping, but GB stuck around to get prescribed a mini-inflatable pump which works in the same way as a toilet plunger. Fill the ear with liquid, pump out the cheese, rinse and repeat. But this magic pump didnt seem to alleviate the problem so that night we went back to see Dr. Rey at his humble abode along the beach to get some professional treatment.Dr. Rey is a respected doctor in the area having retired from his post as medical director of Taytay General Hospital after a 40 year duty. So what does a retired well-respected doctor in his golden years on a beach do? -- marry a 30yr old hot chick and drink Tanduay Rum. Good ol' Doc sure did take his time in getting his medical supplies ready while GB clearly indicated she was in an 8-out-of-10-scale pain. But thats okay, while he took his time searching for "supplies" inside his house, I watched little kids pull crabs out of the coral at low-tide and playful dogs chasing eachother in heat. Doc came out with his medical supplies which was some hot water, a tupperware bowl, a superbig syringe, and an ear scope The treatment was to super-soak the ear with this giant syringe and watch for any dirty wax coming out.The treatment was repeated 4 times with no obvious success. I drank a glass of Tanduay with the good man, ate some pork skins with him despite his triple bypass surgery, and bode the good doctor farewell.
We had decided for GB to return to the main city Puerto Princesa on charter van or bus via the bus terminal downtown. Boatman Albert recommended for us to be there sharp at 7AM so 7AM sharpish is what time we got to the busterminal. Being on island-time I figga being punctual is a little overkill but we were there at 7AM as recommended. I guess the good transportation folks in El Nido find the concept of island-time offensive, or maybe the busdriver was in a hurry, but he left well before 7AM. Maybe he figured he wants to alllow himself some extra buffer time to anticipate the frequent occurrences of flat tires along those fucking potholed roads.So we checked in Inngo Tourist Inn and GB had no choice but to endure another day of not being able to hear.
It was hot and sizzling. The new room we checked into didnt have any electricity until 4PM or so they said. So to cool down we wanted to see if we could still catch a mid-afternoon or nightdive. Walked past a couple of diveshops who said they didn't plan out heading out because of high-tide but we did set up a nightdive with El Nido Marine Divers hosted by divemaster Boy. The 15 minute walk from the hotelroom to the diveshop felt like being in an oven. You could feel the sun's cancerous UV radiation all the way down to the hypodermis if you stand too long in one place. I mean it was scorching.
Come dive-time we reported to the diveshop and readied our gear.Divemaster Boy was luckily available for this dive because he had stated that his scheduled dive with 3 Korean guests got cancelled and so we lucked out in being able to dive. It then occurred to us that these 3 missing Korean divers were actually the three of us because the Korean guy at the Four Seasons made the schedule for us! Ahh serendipity or whatever you call it. We quickly explained to Divemaster Boy that those Koreans were us and that we were too lasing to make our morning dives. Heading out to the divespot during sunset was a magnificent experience. Looking into land-side we noticed they turned on the electricity which was good for GB since she was simmering inside the hotelroom without AC for the entire afternoon.
The sun went down and off into the deep we go in the dark. Immediately spotted these beautiful jelly-fish flaunting around with grace.Seen an extra large trumpet-fish unafraid idling in the undercurrent. Some invertebrates, crustaceans, and nudibranches were also hunting for food. The undercurrent provided a nice drift to reduce our exertion and make the dive feel like a moving IMAX movie. Ascended 66 minutes later. Despite enjoying the visuals underwater, the best part of the dive was without a doubt the sight of a pitchblack sky dotted with bright shiny stars. The skyline spritzed with stars, the silence of night offshore, the pitchblack darkness of our surroundings, the tranquil waves rocking the boat, the beauty of the heavens -- it was beauty beyond any words that can describe it. It was spiritual.
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