CAYE CAULKER I.II.I.VI – DAY SIX TO SEVEN 14/09/22 & 15/09/22 Apart from diving, there was also something else going on… My fling? I honestly don’t know what to call it, but yeah, let’s go with that. Over the following days, my fling with Roy seemed to be blossoming. The more time we spent together, the closer we got, which […]
I.II.I.V – Caye Caulker: Day Five
CAYE CAULKER I.II.I.V – DAY FIVE 13/09/22 Over the following two days, Kate, Szimon and I had four more dives with practical sessions that went over all the basic skills. I went from thinking I’d be unable to learn about such complex equipment and how to use it without killing myself to being unable to bear the anticipation from one […]
I.II.I.IV – Caye Caulker: Day Four
CAYE CAULKER I.II.I.IV- DAY FOUR 12/09/22 I woke up to the bitter realisation that I had lost my nipple piercing sometime the day before. By that time, the wound had already practically closed. In not wanting my nipple to look misshapen and scarred, I took the very wise decision of repiercing it myself – with the blunt metal stud itself. […]
I.II.I.II – Caye Caulker: Day Two
CAYE CAULKER I.II.I.II- DAY TWO 10/09/22 The following day was one I had been looking forward to for many months. I’d be going be a snorkelling tour at the marine reserve of Hol Chan; a protected sealife sanctuary that draws in millions of tourists annually! At 9AM sharp I was to be found at one of the tour companies’ stalls […]
I.II.I.I – Caye Caulker: Day One
CAYE CAULKER I.II.I.I – DAY ONE 09/09/22 A two-hour ferry ride away stood my first destination in Central America – an island called Caye Caulker in Belize! With a fresh breeze and sea spray in my face, I felt reinvigorated. The melancholy of leaving Mexico behind soon turned to exhilaration as I was about to step into another country. And […]
I.I.XI.I – Chetumal: Day One & Two
CHETUMAL I.I.XI.I – DAY ONE & TWO 07/09/22 & 08/09/22 One last comfortable bus ride later and there I was, in my final destination in Mexico, the city bordering Belize – Chetumal. I gotta admit, I wasn’t quite ready for it. Getting to Chetumal meant I’d be leaving Mexico, and whilst usually that would mean it’d go back home and […]