I woke up feeling gross. Nothing specific I just didn't feel good and was in a lousy mood. I decided not to dive and sat down to work on the map. But then Tim was taking out six divers on a check out dive (means they haven't dove in six months or more) which is a big handful, so I agreed to go with him. We went to the Morray garden and it was a really pleasant dive. The check out part flew by and we managed to do a fifty minute real dive as well.
I had a quick falafel lunch and tried to call Sharm to arrange a Thistlegorm (the wreck I've promised myself I'm going to dive). Unfortunately none of the dive shops I called has a boat going in the next few days so I'll have to keep trying. Realized that if I'm going to dive the Thistlegorm I'm going to have to leave Dahab tomorrow! I can't believe how quickly the month has flown by.
In the afternoon I went with the same group of divers to the Eel Garden. The conditions were perfect, except everyone was there the dive site was packed. Several groups were being very unprofessional and would rush around from group to group scaring off whatever we (or one of the other groups) were looking at. It was very annoying, since it should have been a perfect dive. I took four of the divers who ran low on air in early. When I was sitting on the reef table taking off my fins one of the girls is still snorkeling and is frantically tapping my leg and pointing so I put on my mask and there's a little Morray eel that I'm sitting on! Well it's frantically trying to figure out how to get out from under the rock I sat on.
Back at Nesima I finished off the map - last thing that had to be done. I'm now officially done with my course! Had a few beers at the pool then headed back to the hotel to pack (very sad). On the way out of the bar Cynthia mentioned that they're fully booked tomorrow so they might actually need us to work - now that we're divemasters! Hit the internet, had a final dinner at the Sharks Club, then back to pack. I hate packing, it's just so final.