I'm a certified diver. When I think back on 'most rewarding things I've done' in my life I know diving is on that list. Exploring the ocean is fascinating and I love knowing that a new door has been opened for me. I feel like there is so much of this world I want to explore and now... there are parts of the ocean that I want to explore. It's a very exciting feeling to think that the options for discovery are endless.. and I've already started looking into diving in Vietnam.
I'm not healthy yet, but I'm doing better. A diet of plain noodles, soup, steamed rice, and fruit gets really f*ing old after six days. Today was the first day I started feeling better. I will say that having food poisoning hasn't hindered me from much. Its not my style to let anything slow me down (which also means Adam's attempt at trying to make me 'rest' is near impossible. And yes it's 'rest' in quotations). But I will admit I was getting scared. I unfortunately get food poisoning with frequency.. I can count off a half dozen times in the last couple years I got sick. But no time has ever lasted this long. I've been sick for six f*ing days. Ok I'm done complaining and will savor eating my chocolate pocky sticks.
I was too sick to go to koh phagna for the half moon party (sorry Greg, I really did plan this ENTIRE vacation around the moon party dates)... but I haven't had a sip of alcohol in awhile and generally have been attempting to sleep at night. The half moon party is basically a huge rave on the beach, at the half moon (full moon party is better but those dates didn't work), and it's drinking, body painting, music, and lots of euro trash. Writing that makes me not-so-sad that I missed it. I'd feel differently if it was a hip hop party.
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