Hanging out with another group of inline skaters, all of them are serious slalom players.
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I guess people who dive are very positive and amiable. The dive center I register in constantly have divers in and out, to refill the air tank, to collect their equipments, or just to hang out. All are tanned with broad smile. I made friends with the dive center staff. After harvesting coconuts with Chou-Tou, who looks after the equipment. He secretly upgraded my BCD and wet suit overnight, and told me to hold on to them. I chatted with Shiu over coffee whenever possible. Anything I need from room service, I will have it, she assured me (unfortunately, I wasn't able to take the advantage since I even brought my own towels, shampoo, coffee pot and mug). I thank them for giving me such a good time and warmth.
The only bad thing of hanging out with the young kid instructor too much is that I started to talk and walk like a gangster, hey, which is very useful in southern Taiwan. One of the divers (he was chewing betel nuts and looks like a real gangster) watched me walk toward the storage room, and commented that "Miss, you walk with a lot of CHI".
The dive on the second day and third got easier and easier. I became more and more familiar with the equipments, assembling and washing became pretty routine. Of course, we did spend a lot of time studying and practising the tests, such as what to do when goggles were filled with water, what to do if the regulator drops, what to do if you are running out of air or if we can take off and put on the BCD or the weights in water. It is actually quite challenging to stay awake after dinner to finish our writing test until midnight.
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