Eat. Sleep. Dive.

That’s really all we did at Dayang.

Good break, really. Feels as though we were gone for a looong time. Diving was good, of course. Nothing extremely spectecular, but saw critters that I’ve missed seeing. Absolutely refreshing dives; it’s human against the elements - fighting the currents; feeling the need to scan 360 degrees underwater for signs of danger.

Beach is still the same, and perfect of course, though we didn’t spend much time lying around. None of those coarse man-made beaches. It’s powder soft sand everywhere.

On our way

Boy, are we hungry.

Beautiful way of starting the morning

Our semi-detached ‘villa’ that housed our beds for the 2 nights

Dayang, too, caught on the beach volleyball fever

Isaac! He was smoking a cigarette, so as not to show that on camera, he placed his right hand behind him. But look what’s on his left hand.. Doesn’t it look suspiciously like a cigarette box? haha. So much for the smoke-free image.

Blindingly orange. They’re really useful, though a tad ugly. Peter hates them.

Hy giving a pre-dive briefing, and Peter and Grace looking amused

Yup that’s right, divers below.

Gloriously sparkling blue sea and white powder soft sand

I have this tendency to like to replicate this photo wherever possible

On the way to the dive site

The love birds

Fish food. Quite a sneaky way to catch fish, no?

As Nicholas would put it - frolicking in the waters of Dayang

On our way back to reality

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