From assisting my first Advanced course to becoming the island’s unofficial masseuse. A journey through buoyancy squares, marching bands, and the world’s worst pasta.
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From assisting my first Advanced course to becoming the island’s unofficial masseuse. A journey through buoyancy squares, marching bands, and the world’s worst pasta.
30 meters deep at Stingray Point and compass calamities at Pretty Bush. Day two brings deeper dives, new friends, and the birth of Team Crackhead.
A ferry ride to paradise. From wooden terraces over pristine blue water to the buzz of dive boats. Bikinis, beer pong, and a stupendous Caribbean sunset.