Home is where the heart is, so the saying goes.
Soaking up the vibe of the spiritual home.
Travelling the planet is a great reminder of the amazing privilege we have of being able to come to such a wonderful location pretty much for free and enjoy the ocean, the camaraderie and the great coffee (ok that is not free). Winners of birth lotto, we are.
Conditions were lovely today, but a bit more rubbish than usual from the last few days. Apart from Bream, Ludericks, Red Morwongs, one Groper and one PJ I did not see lots but maybe I was expecting too much after a week of diving in the tropics
The last time I blogged I took a photo of Connie with Ian. Here she is again with Ian, but a different one. She said the swim was so nice she had to go back in again.
Something got me to wondering though. Although it is so fabulous here people still travel, stretching the metaphorical thread more and more until it pulls us back. Lainey is in Nusa Lembongon (get it?), Philippa is off next week (Komodo) as is a group of posse of swimmers but to South America with a healthy dose of the Galapagos Islands.And I am recently returned from a dive trip to The Philippines, in the south. That area is becoming popular with swimmers and rightly so.
I took lots of footage, the vast majority of it total garbage but with a few good shots which I’m sharing here.
Nemo crew on their anemone
Glass Shrimp
Stay safe, wherever you are.