The other passengers have just finished eating delicious food. I didn’t even start.
A brothel, a baboon and a bone-rattling drive have been some of the lowlights of travels you can read about in my previous posts. In this one, you’ll discover how this scuba diver was led to water and left mostly high and dry. After my trip to Bhutan, you’ll see how the drawbacks of climbing every mountain became clear to me and will be evident to you as well.
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Travel insurance definitely would have eased the financial pain of one my most recent travel disasters, a scuba diving break. Logistics forced me to take three airplanes each way from my home in Cambodia and spend two overnights at hotels in Indonesia both before and after.
Given that I parted with an unholy amount of cash for the five nights of diving from an exceptional liveaboard boat that cruised from the island of Flores, I conceivably should have considered that something could go wrong.
Happy Khmer New Year! See you again after next week.
View of Koh Tang, an island more than four hours from Cambodia’s Sihanoukville in Gulf of Thailand.
It all started with a conversation about the Great Barrier Reef.
I mentioned to Mike, 16, who works out at my gym, that I had put the reef on my bucket list. He said that the only way to view the natural wonder was by scuba diving.
Quixotically following the teenager’s advice, I immediately deposited $200 with Scuba Nation, a first-rate diving concern that offers PADI certification with half of the underwater instruction at a Phnom Penh swimming pool. The second half Continue reading →