Utila, and it's Approximate Degree of Removal from Paradise
About 2.5%, I'd say.
Bjorn and I left Copan early this morning, making our way to the small island of Utila, where, according to rumor, scuba diving is cheaper than anywhere else in the world. After comparing prices, I'm inclined to agree.
Refresher course - ten dollars.
Two tank rental - thirty dollars.
Room and board - five dollars a night.
That works out to...oh, I'd say a good three hours of working at Chili's.
The island isn't all fun and games, however. The journey here included a good two-hour trip by ferry over waves that would easily have graced the set of The Perfect Storm. Bjorn thought it a great idea to venture to the top of the ferry and look at the waves up close. Ten minutes later and I was soaking wet and had lost my sunglasses. I was still impressed with the view, however, and chose to stay up top and watch the waves and spray. Bjorn went downstairs to throw up. I followed soon after, and only managed to save my lunch by closing my eyes and curling into the fetal position for an hour.
Our hotel is but eleven feet away from the only two bars on the island, each located on a dock. Tomorrow Bjorn learns to dive, and for a brief fifteen minutes or so, I get to join him. Whale shark season has just begun, and we're both hoping very much to see one.
Bjorn has a map posted of where we are. Check it out.
Bjorn and I left Copan early this morning, making our way to the small island of Utila, where, according to rumor, scuba diving is cheaper than anywhere else in the world. After comparing prices, I'm inclined to agree.
Refresher course - ten dollars.
Two tank rental - thirty dollars.
Room and board - five dollars a night.
That works out to...oh, I'd say a good three hours of working at Chili's.
The island isn't all fun and games, however. The journey here included a good two-hour trip by ferry over waves that would easily have graced the set of The Perfect Storm. Bjorn thought it a great idea to venture to the top of the ferry and look at the waves up close. Ten minutes later and I was soaking wet and had lost my sunglasses. I was still impressed with the view, however, and chose to stay up top and watch the waves and spray. Bjorn went downstairs to throw up. I followed soon after, and only managed to save my lunch by closing my eyes and curling into the fetal position for an hour.
Our hotel is but eleven feet away from the only two bars on the island, each located on a dock. Tomorrow Bjorn learns to dive, and for a brief fifteen minutes or so, I get to join him. Whale shark season has just begun, and we're both hoping very much to see one.
Bjorn has a map posted of where we are. Check it out.
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