Understanding the irony of saying I'm tired of being wet when one is diving, I'm saying it. I'm tired of being wet when I'm diving. A quick run to Roatan for some bubble blowing has turned into motral combat with the forces of evil. No more dry cloths and trench foot. Throw a little chaffing in to round off the triad. Solid rain for the better part of 3 days makes a person question his choice of season and whether that "Super Deal" was really a deal at all. Discussing the nuances of Honduran weather forecasting with a Brit living here, he cheerfully reminded me that "it always rains underwater". I tried to remember that as my cap was dripping quarter size drops into my scrambled eggs this morning. It always rains underwater.
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