11.29.2012 - 11.29.2012
A wet day. The kind of wet that does not leave the air scrubbed clean because it is merely a prelude to more wet. We began the day submerged in the ocean. I've realized that I haven't found a way yet to write about scuba diving. As with star-gazing, most descriptions sound trite and non-specific. Also, there is an element of my wanting it to be an incredible experience (given the expense and the hassle) that undermines attempts at truth-telling. We agreed that today's dive wasn't the best, though we could pick out an enormous fish or two to kindle our excitement, and there was also the lavishly grotesque brain coral.
The West End (Roatan) does not offer much in terms of good food while being grossly overpriced, so we have been trying to piece together our own cooked meals from the slightly less overpriced grocery stores and produce stands. Meanwhile the rain (and general travel fatigue) hold us hostage here since we plan to dive at least a few more times with better weather.