I went with a group to The Canyon. Some of the divers were actually going into the canyon, while the others were going to stay more shallow. When the two groups split, I took the guys into and through the canyon. The entire dive was a nightmare. The three divers I took into the canyon were very experienced French Federation divers. They also just didn't care about touching coral, or staying together. Their buoyancy control was terrible so they were constantly bumping into or stepping on things, but worse they just didn't care and would push off, step on, pull on, and just generally molest the coral (and whatever else they could get their hands on). To make things worse, they had hired a photographer to video them so we kept on having to redo things or swim a certain way. Also one of the guys had rented their own video camera - so I had to deal with two photographers - notoriously bad to dive with! So I ended up getting out of the water angry and frustrated. Besides the frustrations it was a very nice dive (the canyon always is). The highlights were three octopus (I cannot believe how quickly they can change colors) and a Red Sea Walkman (looks like the unlikely cross between a stonefish and a Monarch butterfly).
For my lunch break I went to the Internet cafe - I was trying to save room for dinner.
In the afternoon I went with Jack to Lagoona to practice demonstrating the eighteen skills again. I'd hoped to take the test and be done with it, but it was pretty obvious that I was not ready.
After the afternoon dive Stacy and I worked on the Emergency Plan for a couple hours. At night Stacy and I went to the Hilton to get money out. While we were there we also decided to splash out and have dinner - especially since it was Tex-Mex night at the buffet. Dinner was actually very good. Back in the village I hit the internet again and successfully chatted with Amy.
