Speaking of embarrassed. I will divert to a little incident that happened in Tulumben which my partner Emma thinks is so funny, well she must, as she cant stop telling folk (including strangers). Whilst searching for the 'Real Bali' (RB) we decided that a snorkel on the wreck off Tulumben would be the order of the day, and who knows maybe this RB is like Atlantis and is really underwater?
Off we went, declining the offer of a guide, I know that's a ballsy call but swimming 20 metres straight off the beach and looking down and seeing a bloody great boat didn't seem to need much input from anyone else.
Snorkling down on an Asian contingent on their first dive was fun and I whipped down and glided past them at twenty metres acting like it was nothing. Ha ha they didn't hear my gasping and wheezing on the surface. Nor did they see me staring at the surface 15 metres up there and wondering how the hell I was going to make it, but that's another story.
Anyway I couldn't help but notice their eyes were round and large and I thought to myself, self I wonder if that's because of the pressure. Nope, the answer was about to be revealed.
Now I only took two pairs of shorts over there (from Farmers Trading Co $19.99 a pair), both nylon and one with a zipper fly and one with a Velcro fly. Yeah yeah, bring on the sheep jokes, but I'm on a roll now typing at 80 mistakes to the minute.
At this stage Emms comes up and grabs my tackle which was waving in the breeze and she tells me to put it away as I am scaring the tourists, little kids, the fish and her. Actually thank God it was tropical and the water was warm which allowed for a bit of expansion, if I had of been in NZ with the water temperature I would have looked like my sister. So I pats down the Velcro and does another bomb on the unsuspecting contingent below. I came out of the sun and swooped past them before struggling to the surface. Again I saw the round bulging eyes and again Emms comes over and grabs a handful of the jewels and tells me to put them away.
Well I knew what had made the divers eyes round, also to my surprise I found that I had on my zipper pants and no amount of patting supposed Velco would keep willy in. So after that it was easy, I zipped up my fly and became respectable again. Bang went the Karma points though.
There was a huge school of Trevally cruising the wreck and we swam in and around them. Cool, and Emms pointed out one that was probably one and a half metres long and bloody near as deep through. I assume they were Giant Trevally? Anyway I'm not too sure that their eyes weren't a little bit poppy like the divers I mentioned before. They seemed to keep away from me but didn't mind Emms. Wonder why?
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