Snail Soup

Well, conch soup to be precise. It's a specialty here on the islands, and a few of us turned up at a bar that was serving it last night. I, torn with indecision about how to define my vegetarianism, decided to eat it. It was extremely tasty, made with coconut milk, sea snail, rice and lots of vegetables. Admittedly, I only had half of my bowl (which was rather large); though I'm not sure whether it was lack of appetite or psychological disturbance that stopped me from finishing it.

This morning I went on a couple of dives. Saw some sea turtles, eels, and lots of angel fish and the usual. It was lots of fun, and great to be back in the water. My Rescue Diver course was meant to start this evening, but the Emergency First Responder course ran too long so I'm forced to wait until tomorrow morning. I'm bored out of my mind waiting to have something to do, while everyone else around me is taking dive courses. The island is very laid back, but I'm still trying to slow down after a term of full-time studies and working two jobs. Clearly, I need more practice lying in a hammock and sleeping.

Not surprisingly, I've already got a sunburn (on hands, feet, and face -- everything ELSE was carefully covered), and I'm being eaten alive by mosquitoes. For now I'm off to cover myself in insect repellent and aloe, and try really hard to do a lot of nothing. Perhaps I just need better books to read...