Hey Kids,
I hope all is well in the world of you guys.  I can only say  that if the weather has been poor in Blighty, I've probably been getting wetter  over here - no, it's not raining in Egypt (ho, ho, ho), I've been doing my PADI  Open Water & Advanced Scuba Diving courses.
It's pretty amazing.  The  water here is warm and clear, the fish & coral abundant, varied and  colourful.  For anyone who hasn't scuba dived before it's a little akin to very  chilled flying through an alien world.  The fish go about their business with  very little concern for your intruding ways, living out a million dramas.   Little Nemo fish buzz about in groups, being bullied by the faster punk versions  with go faster streaks.  Occassionally a Lion fish dreadnought floats in, fin  spines bristling, munching anything that brushes against its deadly venom.   Luminescent parrot fish zoom past straight up, a grin on their face, whilst  striped butterfly fishes nibble at the tiny jelly fish that float  past.
Our instructor is a great big mexican (Primo) with a good sense of  humour, which definitely helps.  Getting through the Open Water is actually  quite tough as there's loads of reading to do and quite a lot of skills to  master.  I've been doing this along with an Ozzie called Troy and a Canadian  called Angel.  She had quite a lot of trouble at the beginning because she's  carrying a lot of, um, buoyancy, but she seems to have mastered it now.  It does  take a bit to get the hang og maintaining the right level, but once you ace it  it's amazing.  The first time we did a proper dive round a reef when we were in  control it was amazing.
Since then we've been to some amazing places.   We've toured amazing coral labyrinths, stumbling across a huge school of  Barracudda, and been to an incredible fissure in the sea bed called the Canyon.   It's so clear you feel like you're slowly falling into this great crack in the  earth, and then you travel along it into this great chamber called the Fishbowl,  full of hundreds of fish.  I'm not sure if it was the nitrogen narcosis, but  when I came out of another opening, I was surprised at how close the sky was,  forgetting that I was still underwater!  We're going back there tonight to do a  night dive.  It's a full moon, so we may not have to use our torches, just rely  on that and the luminescence of the plankton down there.
We've also been  out to the infamous Blue Hole, a massive hole that descends 130m into the reef.   You drop into it and swim underneath the lip, then out over a coral saddle and  into the big blue.  As we were cruising around we saw some beautiful, rich, rich  red Sea Anemone.  They have little fish that live in them and attract bigger  fish over to eat them.  The Sea Anemone stings the big fish and they both eat  it!  The Sea Anemone is so pretty though, an undulating lava-lamp of redness  flowing over the reef.
Anyway, enough about my undersea adventures.  It  is really nice down there though, you just feel comfortable and right,  especially when you get quite deep.  That might be the nitrogen again,  though!
Dahab itself is lovely, set against ranges of mountains behind  you, and looking out over shimmering Saudi Arabia.  The beach front is fairly  touristy, but all the hassle is done with a smile and a joke - Egyptians tend to  have a great sense of humour.  As time has gone on we've found all the cheaper  Egyptian eats on the back streets, where the goats roam, and it's well good.   The seafood is amazing as well, had lovely Red Snapper, Grouper, Shrimps, White  Snapper, etc.
The weather is impeccable - there was one day in which  there were a fw clouds, but they soon cleared off.  It's always in the twenties  - the midday sun is hot but I'm normally underwater.
In a couple of days  I leave to head up and get the ferry to Jordan.  I'm going to visit Petra, and  do some treks and scrambling in the desert, living with some Bedouin and riding  some camels (hoping to catch some Camel races too!).
Let me know how life  continues.  Keep smiling and taking care of yourselves and each other.
A  sandy bucketful of love to one and all,
Saturday, 15 November 2008
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Oh, Simon, you have no idea how envious I am of you.
About 25 years ago I learned to dive in Scotland where a wet suit was de rigeur. It was cold as the cold water leaked in through the openings of your wet suit, but you did warm up.
It must be wonderful to dive without needing wet suits which insulate you from the world around you.
Elaine.
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