Having done four dives yesterday, the thought of plunging into deep cold water at 6.30am does not excite me. If there was anyway I could avoid it I would. It's not even properly light yet. It's the third dive of the Padi Advanced course, the Deep Dive, which requires me to dive to a depth of 30 metres. That translates as cold water in my head.
It actually turns out to be the best dive I did. The water is calm and free of currents, and the sun is just rising, filtering down a subdued light. On the ocean floor the instructor breaks open a raw egg that's immediately gobbled up by a giant silver Trevally fish. He then takes out a slate with numbers to test our alertness. Nitrogen Narcosis starts to set in at 24 metres for most people impairing mental functions. I can't remember if he told us what to do or if I wasn't listening properly so when he signals 3-2-1 I'm not sure whether he wants me to add the numbers up and which numbers? Obviously Nitrogen Narcosis has always been a problem for me. I then realise he wants me to count to 26 on the board while he times me. 38 seconds. He will then test me on land. I am only marginally faster above water.
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