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I have photos but haven't yet figured out how to post them. And I'm too impatient to wait. So will share with you my trip report and if you are really interested, I'll try and get photos incorporated, or linked, or however the heck this all occurs. Please don't rag on me for no photos! And I apologize for the length...apparently due to format requirements, it appears I will have to serialize this.

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When I saw on the internet some of the post-Wilma photos, I began to think maybe I should skip a diving trip to Cozumel this winter and look at going somewhere else. But after a bit more thinking, I decided that the post-hurricane recovery was precisely why I needed to go to Cozumel. I’ve been there more than half a dozen times before and I love the island. I love the way you feel so safe on the island – even when I’m travelling by myself. I love it that you continually run into people you’ve met in previous trips. I love the shy smiles you get from locals when you are walking around. In fact, I love the fact that I can pretty much walk everywhere (uneven pavement notwithstanding)…that is, when I’m not cycling. I love the fact that I can eat supper for $1.20 (if I bring my own beer). I love that I can pick between any number of superior dive operations and dive for a fraction of the cost of other locations. I love the fact that I don’t need to pack too many clothes – if you’re wearing anything fancier than a T-shirt, shorts and sandals, you are likely overdressed. I love the people and the island so much that I could live there. In fact, some day I probably will.

I have been trying to teach myself Spanish on and off for about the past year. I dropped out of a Spanish class offered by our local community college because it relied very much on oral learning and I learn best visually (with oral reinforcement). So my latest effort consisted of a book with flash cards, sticky notes of Spanish palabras stuck on things throughout my house, and CDs that I played in my car during my work commute. I can now count, explain my basic needs, greet people, inquire donde estan los servicios, order food in a restaurant, and, much to my husband’s dismay, ask the cost of, and buy things. However my limited vocabulary restricts me to buying things for which I know the words…things like houses, dogs, cars, taxis, bicycles, hotels, restaurants, refrigerators, etc.

The days to our work fiscal year were ticking down and I had a truckload of unused vacation time. Last minute direction to attend a meeting in Toronto presented me an opportunity to tack a vacation on at the end and depart from a city that had many more destination opportunities. I was able to book a last minute trip directly to Cozumel for two weeks. My husband decided to join me for one week, flying out of Regina, and getting to Coz the way we normally do – flying into Cancun, taking the bus to Playa del Carmen, and then catching the ferry to Cozumel. David said that the terminal that we used to arrive in has been condemned due to Wilma and he arrived at the larger terminal which made it easier to catch the Playa bus.

I must say that I really liked arriving on a direct flight to Cozumel – there wasn’t nearly the long waiting lists for customs that there is in Cancun! I walked down to the street past the traffic circle with my suitcase and caught a cab to Baldwins for 20 pesos so by lunch time I was sipping a beer with Dale and Kathy. I was also starving and tired (having arisen at 2 a.m. to catch a cab to Toronto airport and check in 3 hours prior to the 6 a.m. departure time). My husband was still full from Kathy’s big breakfast, so we went to Carlos fish shop on 50th and shared a single order of pan-fried fish with peppers, rice, beans and tortillas. Which was followed by a nap.

David told me he had arrived to some bad weather, and which continued briefly after my arrival also. So I missed diving the first couple of days upon my arrival but after that I had perfect weather and dived every day until the day before my departure – I got about 21 dives in altogether. It was split among two ops that I have dived with in the past – Living Underwater and Blue Angel. Most of the time I stayed at Baldwin’s B&B but because they were full for part of my stay, I spent the last two nights at the Costa Brava…both of which places I’ve stayed at before as well.

I know that I take my life into my hands by saying anything negative about the diving, post-Wilma. But I’m an intrepid soul. The underwater scenery HAS changed folks and in some places, dramatically so. Some reefs are completely covered in sand several inches deep. The piles of broken pieces of coral lying on the ocean floor remind me of bones from a massacre site. Sponges, fans etc. have disappeared in many places – probably along with the leaves from the trees. (I was told that there was not a single leaf left on a single tree after the hurricane.) But you can see recovery beginning – there are sponges budding and small fans starting to grow again. I dived with – and spoke to – people who dived immediately post-Wilma and also while I was there and they said they have seen a huge difference – colour is beginning to return and you can see the reef regenerating. One person told me that he would never again ***** about divers doing damage to the reef because that damage pales with what Mother Nature does and yet Mother Nature also recovers – sort of like a giant house-cleaning. That said, I had some spectacular dives on sites that appeared virtually untouched. Chunchakab is in pristine, pre-Wilma condition. Punta Sur was very good, as was Columbia Deep and El Islote (on the east side of the island). Palancar Gardens and Horseshoe were beautiful and fun to dive. We took a trip across to the mainland to dive Los Tortugas and it was exactly as I remembered it pre-hurricane. I would point out that with the exception of the latter, these sites are very far south and not all operators routinely take divers to them. If you want to enjoy the best diving that Cozumel currently has to offer, check with the dive operator you are thinking of booking with to determine whether they dive these sites routinely (or whether they will charge you extra, or require a certain number of divers on the boat).

Topside, I was taken aback at some of the structural damage. Concrete walls pierced, crumbled, or ripped off. Entire buildings gone. Naked trees. Changed shorelines. But re-construction is moving at warp speed (for Mexico, that is). Piers are being re-built and palapas are being re-thatched. Many buildings have fresh coats of paint. And you can see some of the trees starting leaf re-growth. Landscaping is well underway and new palm trees have been planted to replace those that were damaged. And while I was there, the large flag at the ferry pier went back up again. The bird population was affected; I only saw two hummingbirds at Kathy’s the entire time I was there – and there used to be scads. She has had to replant much of her back yard – her banana tree was almost wiped out and a large coconut palm had to be completely removed…others are braced up so they can re-establish themselves. Some of the jewelry stores on Melgar are still under construction (and it looks like workers are being brought in from elsewhere because I noticed stacks of mattresses in one). The average number of cruise ships in the harbour were about four which helps, I guess, assuming that people are disembarking at their normal rates (which I doubt as people need to get on tenders which can be a bit rocky, depending on the conditions of the seas and the peoples’ physical condition). But that’s still a far cry from the 7 or 8 you could previously count on.

But mostly I felt very sorry for the local residents. They rely on jobs generated by the tourist trade and many of the southern hotels remain closed and fewer flights are arriving with tourists. During what is supposed to be high season, many dive ops report slow business. Yet I did not find prices inflated, as some people have complained. They were exactly as I remembered from my last visit a year ago, although I think Blue Angel may have increased the price of nitrox tanks to much the same as what many other ops are charging. I decided to patronize locally owned, mom and pop operations, I didn’t dicker on price and tipped as well as was reasonable. I would strongly encourage other divers to put Cozumel back onto their location radar and spend some money there. I plan to return later this summer for a few weeks.

Now a bit about the diving, the dive ops, the accommodation and the food and beverages I enjoyed, not necessarily in that order.

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Now a bit about the diving, the dive ops, the accommodation and the food and beverages I enjoyed, not necessarily in that order.

Baldwin’s B&B – is located on 55, between Rosada Salas and 1st, so it’s back about 10 blocks from the town square on a residential street. It is owned and operated by Dale and Kathy Gardiner, a Canadian couple who treat you like family and friends. There is the main one-level house, which has 4 well-appointed bedrooms (king or queen sized beds with good mattresses), en-suite bathrooms and cable TV. The house also has an office with a computer and a library for guests’ use. There is tons of hot water and great water pressure. Then there is the adjacent casita which has two bedrooms and a full kitchen, and “the Mexican house” which is also self-contained, and finally the bodega where Dale and Kathy live. The back yard contains a large cage about 15’ x 8’ which houses 4 iguanas, three budgies and a few trees. Also in the back yard is an enclosed sunroom, a pool, a rinse tank, an outdoor laundry room, and an outdoor kitchen (which most importantly contains the refrigerator that is the basis of the honour bar). The outdoor kitchen is the hub of activity – Kathy’s enormous breakfasts are served there and in the evening, guests congregate there again to trade lies, tell jokes with Dale, and have a drink or two. On a couple of nights, a bunch of us went out to restaurants for dinner with Dale and Kathy and on other evenings, they invited me to join them for supper. We had a tamale cooking lesson one afternoon followed by a tamale feast for supper and a birthday party for one of the guests one evening (complete with a burro pinata) that Dale strung up. (Dale is a bit of a clown, and ended up wearing the back end of the burro on his head.) One of the guests made seviche one evening and shared with all. And Kathy loaned me her bicycle during our stay. I actually missed most of Kathy’s great breakfasts because I was getting up so early to go diving, so Kathy got up early as well and made me a light breakfast of toast, yogurt, fruit and coffee (I don’t like heavy breakfasts before diving). I spent my mornings diving and then came back around 1 p.m. and spent the remainder of the afternoon sitting by (or in) the pool drinking beer and reading. Sometimes a late afternoon siesta, followed by supper and I was in bed most nights by 9 p.m. Life doesn’t get much better than that. So you can see that one of the most enjoyable things about Baldwins is the interaction you have with the hosts and the other guests. Rooms run about $80-90/night.

Costa Brava Hotel – is located on Melgar, directly across from what used to be the naval station before Wilma knocked the stuffing out of it. I had sent an e-mail before my arrival to inquire about availability but it was unanswered. (The manager and Kathy told me that internet service has been quite intermittent. And some divers on the boat with me staying at another hotel said that they had no electricity or water for the first 24 hours or so after they checked in, so clearly there are still some post-Wilma lumps and bumps being ironed out.) So I visited the hotel shortly after I arrived and booked a room for my last two nights on the island - $40/night. The manager recognized me from my last stay (even though I’ve cut my hair into a bob and dyed a big blonde stripe in it) and apologized for the non-response to my e-mail. She said things have been very difficult post-hurricane as she had to replace many things. The refrigerator in my room was brand new (literally!) and the mattresses also looked new. There was hot water and the water pressure was fine. There is cable TV (but you have to pay extra if you want a channel changer), air conditioning, and a fan. The view has improved, I think (as you can see through the naval station now in many spots). However, the garden is in rough shape with much blown down or away. I think this hotel is fine for someone who is more interested in diving than hanging around the hotel. The one down-side is that while hotel staff are on the premises, the office isn’t manned 24 hours a day and most staff don’t speak English very well. The evening before I was to leave, I asked whether there would be someone there at 8 a.m. when I’d be checking out so that I could pay the balance on my account and was assured there would be. Clearly there was a misunderstanding because when I came back from breakfast and tried to pay the kid that was watching TV in the front room, he told me no one would be at the office until 9. So I put what I thought was probably the correct amount of money in an envelope, wrote an explanatory note, and left it with him – he ran for someone (probably his grandmother), who accepted it. This may also account for another problem I experienced when staying at this hotel – when a dive op I was using decided not to go out (not enough divers on the boat) but I didn’t receive a message and turned up at the shop to find no one there. (They told me they had left a message for me with the desk.) I did learn that there is deal underway for a new restaurant to open, replacing the one that had been there for the past few years – painting and repairs were being done while I was there.
 
Living Underwater Dive Op – is owned and operated by Jeremy Anshel, a native of Minneapolis, but who is sounding more and more like a Mexican every time I see him. Jeremy is married to a lovely Mexican woman and is proud as punch of his very active four year old son. Jeremy’s op distinguishes itself in a couple of ways – first he uses (recently purchased) large (95 and 120 cf) steel tanks for extended bottom times. However I don’t think he is filling them as full as he used to (he took some flak in Undercurrent about over-filling, so now he is filling to U.S. standards), which resulted in somewhat shorter dive times than I’ve experienced in the past. Secondly he takes customer service to a whole new level: an article in Undercurrent referred to his service as “valet” diving. Third, he has a fascination for finding and pointing out tiny creatures inhabiting the reef or sandy bottoms. (One diver on our boat joked that if something went by that was larger than your hand, Jeremy probably wouldn’t notice it.) Fourth, he is fairly fanatical about safety and he adds in a couple of extra safety stops on his very slow ascents from the deeper dives. I contacted Jeremy before I got there and he told me that he was currently requiring divers to meet him at the caleta as there were no piers that he could currently use to pick up divers from. (He used to pick up at Club Cozumel but although their pier recently became operational, I understand they currently limit pick-ups to the on-site op’s boats). We planned the dates I would dive and he asked me to give him a call when I got in – he didn't have enough divers to go out the first day but he was doing a refresher one-tank dive for an individual in the afternoon and I was welcome to tag along behind on that one.

Jeremy came by the B&B to pick up my dive gear on the day of my arrival and make our plans for the following day. Since I was “on the way” to the caleta from his house, he offered to pick me up and bring me back each day of diving, provided I was willing to get there early. No worries. It’s not like I had anything else to do! However, bad weather ended any thoughts of diving the next day as the harbour was closed; the next day Jeremy’s other two divers bailed so he offered to find me another op to dive with but I declined. Just as well, as the harbour was closed later that morning and I heard stories of seasick divers who were caught in rough seas that day. But after that it was clear sailing for a week of diving with Jeremy. He is currently taking divers out on the Alpha. It holds about six divers, max and is captained by Julio, who used to work for Blue Angel as captain of the Jibara (and who remembered me from dives I had done there). This boat doesn’t have any shade cover but does have a small space for dry storage. It has two engines and seems reasonably fast; we had no mechanical problems during my dives. Jeremy is not using the Living Underwater boat now. He says that changes made to it (probably post Wilma) have made the seats too wide relative to the boat height to do a back-roll entry without divers standing up then repositioning themselves on the edge of the boat and so it’s giant strides from one side of the boat….which he thinks is too difficult or risky to do for many divers with his large steel tanks. Jeremy told me that his goal for this year is to buy his own boat.

Before divers get on the boat, Jeremy has set up their BCDs and regulators onto tanks and seating assigned by placing fins and dive bags below the diver’s seat, with wetsuits neatly folded on top. He has cushions for each diver to sit on which are a welcome change from some of the tailbone-crushing rides one can have in small boats. He also has large towels and hooded, waterproof jackets for all divers, ample amounts of water or juice and fruit and cookies. There is a long surface interval between dives, usually taken on a beach like San Francisco or Palancar. Divers all begin their ascent together and Jeremy sends up a sausage on a reel once the ascent begins. Once up, the captain throws you a line (if the water is at all rough or there is a current); otherwise you make your way to the side of the boat and hold onto a rope along the edge. There you pass up your camera, then remove your BCD and pass everything up to the captain or Jeremy. Then make your way to the ladder, remove your fins, and up you get. Very simple. After your dive, Jeremy loads your gear (including wetsuits) back into his truck, takes it home and rinses it and it starts all over again the next day. LU charges $85 for a two-tank dive; this includes the marine park fee and all taxes. Nitrox tanks are an additional $10. The author of the Undercurrent article complained that his back hurt for some months after diving which he attributed to the larger tanks. That baffles me. I herniated a disk in my back a couple of years ago and it recurred last summer (which ended my plans for a summer dive trip). So I am very, very careful about my back and I felt nary an ache or a pain in this trip. Just one other anecdote I’d tell you that reflects on Jeremy’s respect for his customers. Some years ago, I gave Jeremy a couple of books I had brought with me and had finished reading: Neutral Buoyancy and The Last Dive. This time, another diver was discussing Shadow Divers and I mentioned that I hadn’t read it. The next morning, when Jeremy picked me up, he handed it to me to read (which I did – in two days). And one final observation – Jeremy asked me on the last two days of diving (just as he did the last time I dived with him) what I’d like to see improved and what things he must never change in order to keep my business. Wow.
 
Blue Angel – I dived the second week with Blue Angel and was greeted there like an old friend by Victor – the office manager – when I came by in the late afternoon to drop off my gear, do my paperwork, and get a locker. All the other DMs had left for the day, but the next day, Cervando, Jorge and Matt were all high-fiving me. As I wheeled my bicycle in to park it on the shore below the dive shop, I realized that spot no longer existed! Jeannie pointed me to the new bicycle parking spot under the stairs. Blue Angel has repaired its pier sufficiently to allow its divers to get onto its boats; however they are expanding their pier and construction continued while I was there. It would appear they have also expanded the staging area immediately in front of the office (which is why my old bicycle parking spot is gone). New concrete walkways have been poured and paint around the pool has been touched up. Fencing still needs to go up around some decks (which would never currently pass Canadian building codes) and the rinse tank by the pier still hasn’t been replaced. I used to do a lot of shore diving in front of Blue Angel (because they give free tanks for shore diving and there was lots to see and good light for photography) but I didn’t do any this trip. I understand from some that did that there isn’t much to see. Upstairs the restaurant is busy as ever and I enjoyed my favourite (beef fajitas) one day and a grilled cheese sandwich and guacamole and chips on another. However, much to my dismay, they no longer sell beer and I wasn’t able to get a really good answer as to why (lots of shoulder shrugging and comments about permits). I used to like buying a beer and taking it to poolside while I filled out my log, sunned or read a book. So now I just headed back to Baldwins and spent my money there. I noticed that the hotel and dive shop is listed for sale on a Cozumel real estate web site and am not sure just what is going on in this regard. This poor hotel has had so many turnovers and it’s hard to fathom why. You simply couldn’t get a better location!

Blue Angel appeared to be very busy indeed and the boats going out were full. They have at least 2 and probably 3 small, fast boats in operation and at least one, and perhaps two large boats (they have a new, large boat I saw a couple of days). The first day Matt was DM on my boat and the last several days it was Jorge. I don’t think I’m imagining things when I say it appears that Jorge, as the most senior DM there, has a lot of say about who his boat captain is and which divers get on his boat! Jorge definitely isn’t a “Dive Mama”. While he leads a dive, he most assuredly doesn’t baby-sit his divers; he never asks what you have for remaining air, whether or not you are in deco, etc. etc. His attitude (and I’ve said this before) is that you are a certified diver, responsible for your own safety. And if you mess up – well, you won’t find yourself on his boat the next day. The only time he ever asked me what I had for air was one day when he, the Texas instructor and I surfaced at the end of the dive after having done a long safety/deco stop together. I assured him I had more than enough to have stayed there longer, had it been necessary.

Again, in the small world department (and one of the things I love about Coz), my first day on the boat a diver sitting across from me from California said “Hi Marg, we dived together last year here.” Sure enough we had. It’s funny that I almost need to see people in the water to remember them! And the next day there was an instructor from Texas that I had dived with previously. So the three of us kind of hung out together on our dives. At Blue Angel, divers bring their gear to the pier which you hand down to the DM and captain. The default is aluminium 80s so a boat from the caleta met us and delivered my nitrox tanks (which must be ordered in advance). At the start of the dive, the DM sets up everyone’s BCD and regulator. Surface intervals are generally taken on the boat. No towels, snacks or windbreakers but lots of water. Divers are told to begin their ascent at 700 lbs, meaning that divers can come up at different times but most dives end at roughly one hour, regardless of divers’ remaining air. The DM sends up a sausage on a reel and those left in the water ascend with him. Boat entry is the same as with LU except that they don’t have a line to throw to divers (at least not that was ever offered to me). The dives end the same way they begin – the DM breaks down your tank, BCD and regulator, you pack your dive bag and hand it up to the DM standing on the pier. You then take it to the rinse tank and either store it in a locked locker and/or hang it on the hangers. I have never had any worries about the security there. My two-tank dives were $53 each (all fees included) and nitrox was an extra $10/tank. On one day we were dropped off at one of the beaches and picked up by a taxi as Jorge and his captain had been directed to go to the aid of another boat that had mechanical problems. While it was nice not to get my tailbone banged for 20 minutes, I just about cooked during the drive because I had been last out of the water and hadn’t had time to remove my wetsuit!

The dives. I chill easily. So I was wearing a 5/4 suit with a 3mm vest and 7mm hood and I was nice and toasty. That sure beats coming up with blue lips and shivering so hard they can barely talk – I hate to say that I was almost gleeful about that and rubbed it in whenever I got the opportunity. The maximum dive time I had diving with Jeremy was 85 minutes (Palancar Gardens); and 71 minutes with Blue Angel (Columbia Shallows). Most of Jeremy’s dives ranged between 60 and 70 minutes and only one was less than 50 minutes and that was because after a very fast current followed by a sandstorm, we decided to surface…and then hit a downcurrent at the safety stop. I got out at about 25 feet and was able to make a safe ascent and complete my safety stop but another couple that were a little further away and slightly below me went to about 60 feet in the blink of an eye, filled their BCDs with air and then rocketed to the surface. Yowza. They are saying that the currents are different this year and sometimes can be quite tricky. Most of the dives with Blue Angel were in the 40-60 minute range and a number of my first dives (when I was breathing 21% oxygen) were decompression dives: my very conservative Suunto made me do a 10 minute deco stop on a couple of occasions.

Dive sites included Yucab, San Francisco, Palancar Bricks, Horseshoe, Gardens, and Caves, Cedral Wall, Los Tortugas (off the mainland), Paradise, Santa Rosa Wall, Tunich, Columbia Deep (a couple of times), El Islote (and an un-named adjacent site) on the east side, Chunchakab, Dalila, Punta Sur and Columbia Shallows. The latter was at my request as it used to be one of my favourite dive sites.

Probably one of the highlights was seeing my first batfish over at Los Tortugas and my first candy basslet at Palancar Horseshoe. Also a spotted elysia (sp? Need a magnifying glass for it!) There was some other little critter that I haven’t been able to identify for sure as none of my photos turned out – might have been a saddled blenny. I also witnessed a behaviour I’ve never seen before – I don’t know what kind of fish this was, but there were a lot of them in the water and all of a sudden they formed a line like a ribbon well above us and then flew past us and down in what appeared to be a parade led by a barracuda. Jeremy said they were chasing the barracuda away. There seemed to be a lot more southern stingrays and turtles than I recall and fewer eels. I only saw a couple of spotted drums when I used to be able to see several on a single dive. I saw a few nurse sharks (missed a bull shark by one day, I was told), one spotted eagle ray, lots of octopus, yellow jawfish, ocean triggers and big lobsters out for walks, a couple of pipefish.
 
Carnival was just getting underway while I was there. Voting for the king and queen happened but I missed the crowning by about 12 hours. On Friday night they were doing the prizes for the kids – but I couldn’t stay awake for it. There were lots more vendors around the square than you usually see on Sundays and they had grills, bar-b-ques, deep fat fryers and lights – all connected, I swear, by a single extension cord. Well, that’s probably an exaggeration, but some overhead electrical wires did catch fire and then all the lights went out for about five minutes. There were also beer stands! So I had a shaved ice, churros and a beer, then packed it in. I could still hear the entertainment from several blocks away at Costa Brava up until about 2 or 3 a.m…..

Other eating experiences: nothing extravagant – I’m a cheap date: my regular haunts include El Pique, Carlos Fish, Chilangos, Los Otates, the Rendezblu, Mr. Taco, the local market, and a place up on 65th called Careyitos. All meals were all well under $10, including drinks (not all are licensed for alcohol). Went to Rock’n’Java one morning and the café next to El Marques another (when I was no longer at the B&B). A group of divers from ScubaBoard met one evening at Sonora Grill. And one evening a couple of divers from New York invited me to join them, Jeremy and his wife (we ended up at Casa Denis).

A couple of years ago, when I was preparing for a shore dive at Villa Blanca, someone knocked my tank/reg over a ledge and my first stage took a direct hit. It’s been hit and miss ever since getting a good seal with tanks and about half-way through my trip, after a couple of DMs suggested there seemed to be a problem with my O-rings, I took it into Javier Polanco (who has moved his shop to about 85th and 1st). He pronounced the seating unrepairably bent. Javier’s new shop now sells a full line of BARE wetsuits and a line of diving equipment in partnership with Larry, the old Mares rep. Larry said he is buying direct from the manufacturer who makes first stages for many other companies and all that’s different is the logo stuck on the back. So I ended up buying a new first stage that says “Conquistador” on the back for $65 – a pretty good price, I thought and it worked just fine. My old 1st stage – which was a Seaquest – didn’t owe me much as I bought it second hand almost 10 years ago. If you are in need of new equipment, you might want to think about holding off purchase until you can check out their prices. You can e-mail him at scubarepair@prodigy.net.mx

On my last day (on which I decided not to dive for a couple of reasons, the main one being I wanted my gear to dry out and remain within spitting distance of airline weight limits, plus I HAD done multiple days of decompression dives) I wandered about town, heading up to the market for lunch at one of the no-name stands and then across the street for a massage, manicure and pedicure. While I’ve not had great success with manicures and pedicures in Coz (polish is generally old and I HATE having my cuticles cut off and in this case, sparkles were added at the end of my finger and toe tips, in honour of Carnival, I’m guessing), the massage was interesting. The young masseuse was about 5 foot nothing but had exceptionally strong hands. For better leverage she climbed up on the massage table so she could kneel astride my back and REALLY put some muscle into it! During the massage the shop manager wandered in to see how things were going and I could hear a child wander in and get shooed away. Typical Coz!

Later, I walked around checking out real estate. I’d like to live in Coz but should probably try an extended trip (longest I’ve ever stayed has been about 4 weeks). I looked at a room on 10 Ave. between 4 and 6 Streets (just north of the square) which looked nice – no kitchen however. If I correctly understood Spanish (I’m still working on numbers higher than 20!), monthly rent is $500. So, until next time….hasta la vista.

Jeremy (LU) – www.living-underwater.com

Blue Angel – www.blueangel-scuba.com

Baldwins – www.moosepages.com
 
Thanks for the report Marg. Great detail on two very different dive operations and an accommodation option that you don't read much about on the dive boards.

I'm still sure that we didn't see more Eagle Rays because they are bigger then Jeremy's thumb, so they just didn't bother coming by! No challenge in spotting something that big.
 
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