Never been motion sick before my first set of boat dives, now Dramamine's my best friend. I'm lucky that getting underwater cures it, but anywhere above the safety stop, it's the technicolor yawn, early and often.
For some reason almost everyone on the boat that day ended up spilling much protein, to the delight of the local fauna. There were decent swells, but it just wasn't that rough. Maybe it was my stellar example (nearly scored a direct hit on the dolphins who swam up near the rail to see what I was doing...so embarassing)
That day on the boat there was a poor teenager who was so violently ill he practically exhausted himself before we got to the first dive. He was obviously just waiting to die for the next couple of hours. Kinda hard to keep stepping over his generally lifeless body as his dad's trying to roust him.
We notice later he's sunbured real bad...his dad dragged him on the boat, and he didn't want to go, so I'm thinking of a new death wish category: 'So sick that other people want the person who dragged you along to die.'
For some reason almost everyone on the boat that day ended up spilling much protein, to the delight of the local fauna. There were decent swells, but it just wasn't that rough. Maybe it was my stellar example (nearly scored a direct hit on the dolphins who swam up near the rail to see what I was doing...so embarassing)
That day on the boat there was a poor teenager who was so violently ill he practically exhausted himself before we got to the first dive. He was obviously just waiting to die for the next couple of hours. Kinda hard to keep stepping over his generally lifeless body as his dad's trying to roust him.
We notice later he's sunbured real bad...his dad dragged him on the boat, and he didn't want to go, so I'm thinking of a new death wish category: 'So sick that other people want the person who dragged you along to die.'