Will I be able to leave?

I've been diving like crazy. There is such incredible beauty under the water. I really do love it. Its so interesting to be 100 ft. below the surface and feel completely free and weightless. When you reach the surface again all of your senses that you forget about during the dive hit you like a wall. You are heavy and your breath is harder, there is noise, the light is back. . . you are starving. I still don't know quite what that is about, but after a dive, you just need to eat and drink. All I can think is that you actually are working harder than you think down there and that the salt water dehydrates you.

Anyway, in addition to diving, I'm having a really great time with people that I've met. Utila is a dream world for me. Its just so incredibly perfect that I can hardly even describe it to myself, let alone anyone else. I want to move here. No joke. I don't know how I would really do it, but its definitely a thought that I'm going to ponder. Its a very special little place.

My friend Lucas and I rented a golf cart yesterday and drove all around the island on some back roads that I hadn't yet seen. Iguanas and geckos everywhere.


He is a local and he took me to this fresh water cave that was amazing and is relatively unknown.


It was in the middle of jungle and there was absolutely no way of knowing that it was there. It was so nice to get into freshwater after being in salt water all day everyday.


The water was cold, unlike the ocean which is luke warm, so it was so so refreshing. It was a tad freaky and when the shrimp was nibbling on my foot and the crab was crawling over my shoulder simultaneously, and I must admit, I did lose it just a bit. Oh that was a wierd feeling!


More diving through Saturday or Sunday and then I'm probably going to head out of Utila. And that is a very big probably. I'll have just 4 days left at that point and I'd like to try and make it to Copan to see the Myan Ruins. I won't be surprised a bit if it doesn't happen. I'm so in love with Utila that I may not be able to make myself leave before I absolutely have to. We'll see what happens?


One week left. . .