So I’m still getting the hang of this blogging phenomenon. Summery might be the key. So to catch up to my life at the moment of this blogging, I’m going to revert to the bullet point system. Try to keep up.

-Arrival at Ko Toa
-Staying at the Ban’s diving school resort.
-Our room is called “The Cave”. Fitting as there are faux rock outcroppings and an assortment of dead bugs.
-First introduction to diving comes in form of under-produced, uber-tacky, safety video where the word buddy is used more than breath.
- Next diving experience is in three feet of swimming pool.
-I struggled massively with this. Breathing underwater, as it turns out, is a totally unnatural act. I had to convince myself that every breath wouldn’t be filled with a rush of water. Took me about an hour longer than everyone else to learn all the skills involved in the pool. I was a little dishearten considering the challenges of three feet of water compared with an expansive ocean the next day.
-Nervous
-Ocean
-Success
-Under water we came across a school of fish that separated me from the rest of my crew in front. Literally an impenetrable wall of fish.
-Awesome.
-Went on a total of four dives.
-Passed the scuba test.
-Now a certified open water diver.
-Awesome.
-Departure from four days of Ko Toa.
-Another 9 hour bus ride back to Ko Toa.
-Less than awesome.
-School starts.
-Teachers barely speak English or speak with such broken and timid voices that it damn near impossible to listen to.
-classes
-classes
-drinking
-classes
-Israelis
-Ko Chang
-more tropical paradise
-Drinking
-beach front bungalow
-Waterfalls
-drinking
-sandy sheets
-back to Bangkok
-classes
-classes
-blogging
-drinking

And there you have it: a cryptic summery of my last two weeks. They’ve been wild. They’ve been bizarre. They’ve been loaded with new experiences and not a little homesickness, which is then quelled by new experiences. The ground never stops moving here, and it’s all I can do to keep running.
Be well, all.