tyesai
Contributor
I hope this diving thing gets better, to start with my BCD was constantly inflating, it was slowly filling up with air, so I had a hell of a time keeping "down". I had to constantly stop swimming, get vertical and and deflate it. Wich meant that I constantly had to play catch up with my buddy and my group. It wasn't bad on the first dive but for whatever reason it seemed to get worse on the second.
We did two dives and there was one other American there so there was a total of 3 people that spoke english, myself, another Airman, and the instructor. Conversation was definetly lacking for being stuck on a boat for 8 hours. I pretty much just rotated between Phil Gordons "Little Green Book of Poker" and Fooled by Randomness: The Hidden Role of Chance in the Markets and in Life, by Nassim Taleb on my I-Pod.
On the first dive my instructors o-ring blew out, I was his buddy for the first dive, well he actually had two of us, no big deal, he was messing with it, trying to get it to stop, after about two seconds I realized he was going to run out of air fast, real fast and had the octo in my hand already for him. It got a little nerve racking only when another diver ( part of another group ) came over and was trying to help, the third person, that close to me, with bubbles going everywhere banging in to me started to get make me nervous. Amazingly two of the other people in our group didn't know what was going on so we had to swim over to them and get their attention and tell them to surface. What a PITA.
Between the malfunctioning BCD, the real emergency, not having a whole lot of chit chat, and having to deal with Sunday night traffic in Turkey, it took me an hour and 45 minutes to get to the boat and over 3 hours to get home, I can't say I loved it. But I think when I find a real dive buddy and can just kick it and look around instead of doing drills it will be more fun.
We did two dives and there was one other American there so there was a total of 3 people that spoke english, myself, another Airman, and the instructor. Conversation was definetly lacking for being stuck on a boat for 8 hours. I pretty much just rotated between Phil Gordons "Little Green Book of Poker" and Fooled by Randomness: The Hidden Role of Chance in the Markets and in Life, by Nassim Taleb on my I-Pod.
On the first dive my instructors o-ring blew out, I was his buddy for the first dive, well he actually had two of us, no big deal, he was messing with it, trying to get it to stop, after about two seconds I realized he was going to run out of air fast, real fast and had the octo in my hand already for him. It got a little nerve racking only when another diver ( part of another group ) came over and was trying to help, the third person, that close to me, with bubbles going everywhere banging in to me started to get make me nervous. Amazingly two of the other people in our group didn't know what was going on so we had to swim over to them and get their attention and tell them to surface. What a PITA.
Between the malfunctioning BCD, the real emergency, not having a whole lot of chit chat, and having to deal with Sunday night traffic in Turkey, it took me an hour and 45 minutes to get to the boat and over 3 hours to get home, I can't say I loved it. But I think when I find a real dive buddy and can just kick it and look around instead of doing drills it will be more fun.
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