These beds are just heaven… and i love the hotelroom. After a healthe breakfast we went to the diveshop. Gen still wasn’t feeling very well but  said… I can be sick on the boat too… After getting our gear we jumped into a small jeepney to bring us to the harbor. Gen increasingly felt worse so when we arrived we decided that it was smarter for her not to come on the boat but to return to the hotel. So I jumped on the boat nd waved her farewell.

After an hour we arrived at our first divespot. A Japanese wreck which was bombed September 24th 1944 by an suicide American pilot (they didn’t have enough fuel to gt back to Guam). This wreck was a submarine hunter… and we we’re going to go and explore it. When we arrived it was quiet and we quickly put on our gear and jumped in. The wreck was at 3 meters so visible from the durface. When we got down to the bottom there were already more divers and by the time we enetered it was packed! Bubbles everwhere and almost impossible to take a picture without  another diver in it. Entering te wreck was eerie. Though there were no skeletons and some robber had removed all of the valuable stuff it was still very interesting. Of course most wasn’t very recognizable… but still.

We got up and I was enthusiastic but also felt my headache returning…. Ugh.  Some of the other divers were complaining about the visiblility.. it was aout 10 to 15 meters… what where they whining about? More then enough to see the wreck.

After another boatride we jumped in to see the other wreck. We arrived before the other boats but my buddy got another BCD which wasn’t to her liking so I )already in the water) changed BCD’s with her and I got a large. I dodn’t get to check it before and had trouble deflating it… so I couldn’t get down…. And to top it all off… my tank was hitting my head every time I looked forward. When I finally arrived at the bottom the instructor lowered my tank and we  startet to dive.  Now accompanied by all the other divers we had hoped to avoid. And there it was, at about 15 meters, the wreck!

This one was a little deeper and it was a cargo ship which was bombed the same day (the Japanese chose this group of islands to hide their navy vessels….). This was a bigger ship and again we went inside. Everything was covered in corals and it was pitchblack… wegot a torch, but it didn’t help much for the pictures.  We followed the instructor and he led us to the airpocket… it is so weird to have an airpocket underwater and this was the first time I experienced it. We weren’t allowed to take the regulator out of our mouths, I’m pretty sure the air was filthy….but… very impressive.

We continued to cruise through the ship and I’m hooked! I would love to see more wrecks and know more about them.  After the dive my headache got really bad so I decided not to do the last dive… which was corals. After a little rice I curled op on a small wooden bench and just hoped the woprld would stop moving and my head would stop hurting… I looked all through my bag and found a paracetamol which took off the edges and made it manageable. After dozing off with a lifevest as a pillow the rest returned and we sailed back for 1,5 hours to Coron.

After being dropped at the dive shop I negotiated some of the money back for Gen and went to the hotel. Gen was outside but she told me she had had a horrible day. Her stomach was upset and she had spent most of her day in the bathroom… We still can’t figure out whether it’s a virus, exhaustion of something she ate…. But she had a sour throat before, so…

We spent the evening at the hotel, changing rooms (the hot water broke) figuring out what to do tomorrow (another tour) and drinking coffee/ tea and relaxing. It was a tough day for both… but tomorrow is our last day and we really really want to make it memorable.