Final Days

So the countdown to when I leave Roatan has started. I thought that I would stay for a while and complete my scuba instructorship. However, the instructor I wanted to take it from decided not to do a course in December and that meant I would have to go to a completely different shop. I also realized I really only wanted to do DM (divemaster) work and that I didn't really want to instruct anyone. Plus, I realized that I would be home in time for Christmas. I hear it's going to be in Pittsburgh, so I am REALLy excited. I get to see all my family along with my nephews. Plus it might finally be a white Christmas. I might go into shock though going from the Carribean to freezing cold. Haha.
I have been doing some research on how I should get home and I wanted to slowly make my way home. I found some cheap flights out of Guatemala City so I decided I would take a little over a week to make my way there. I decided that I would go to La Ceiba and Copan Ruinas, while in Honduras, then go to Antigua and then Guatemala City, in Guatemala. I have been researching it and trying to figure out what I need to do in all those places. I am getting really excited and trying to get accomidations and things nailed down. I can't wait to start so I can share all my pictures and stories. However I still have a few things to finish here in Roatan for my divemaster program, plus I want to get as mush diving in as I can.
Speaking of diving, I have gotten a few more dives in since the last post. I finally saw a seahorse on one of my dives. That was really neat. Then we did a night dive to try to see the ostrocots. However, that did not go so well because we had guests and other divers that were freaked out and wouldn't turn off their lights. Therefore several of the interns, including me, just sat in a sand patch messing around. We were laying on our backs, then our heads, then chasing each other and all sorts of stupid stuff. It really was fun. Then on another dive with just Steve, myself, Mike and his two guest we found two nurse sharks. They were so amazing. Mike swam right past them which is unbelievable, seeing as they were well over 7 feet each, and right in the open. However, one of the guests spotted them right at the same time I did. It was so funny to see how the guest reacted when he saw them. He literally did a double take, spit out his regulator, fumbled for his clinker, and somehow managed to inform everyone else. Quite hilarious. The sharks were really neat though. They were just on the bottom and we all hovered over them less than two feet away. Another neat dive was when I found a juvenille smooth trunkfish. He was really small and looked like a floating button. Their fins are so small you can hardly see them and the are black and white poka dotted. Really interesteing. On that same dive we found a huge lionfish that Mike tried to capture in a bag. (They are invasive and are killing the fish population here.) However, the fish was smarter than that and charged Mike. He literally got three inches from Mike's face. You could see the look of death pass over Mike's face. Afterwards it was kinda funny. Not much else in the way of diving.
My divemaster training is going pretty good. I only have two more things to complete until I am finished. Unfortuately I am fed up with one of my instructors. She is really annoying, she wont shut up, she thinks she knows everything (she doesn't), and man....don't get me started. She is in charge of the last bit of Steve and I's divemaster training. However, I refused and told Marshall I wasn't going to do anything until he does it with us. Let e just say that my other instructor did not like that. Ever since then she has been mean and unkind to me. However she hides it behind her fake Texas friendliness. She makes me want to hurt someone.....preferably her. It isn't me though, just about all the other interns are SO sick of her. Oh well.....I took care of her. She is no longer finishing our divemaster program by herself. Thank the Lord for Marshall.
Anyway, not much else. I did get to go back to place that Amanda got attacked by that monkey. I found out then that it was a homosexual monkey (no joke) and he only liked guys. He would be really nice to the guys and only tolerate the girls (only if there were no guys around). Really strange. He refused to get off my head and I ended up having to squat down and hobble out of his reach so his leash pulled him off me. It was really awkard. Even worse, when I left I swear he got to the end of his leash, reached out for me and then started to quiver his lip. Yes, that monkey truly did not want me to leave. However the quivering lip put me over the edge and had me running for the car. Just plain weird.
Well, I will keep everyone informed with everything going on. I hope that my plans for getting to Guatemala hold up so that I can get more stories to share.