Today on the course consisted of going through the first 3 chapters of theory and then putting it all into practice off the dive centre's dock. It was physically draining, but we all had a good laugh with rescuing each other. This centre is strict on the 'no peeing in the wetsuits' rule, even threatening a 'penalty' (on what method do they collect evidence?!). You haven't got your monies worth until you've marked your territory, so of course, everyone choose to ignore that. Happy wetsuit renting all.
We went for a few drinks later and to the greasy spoon Big Mamas. At best, the food is aright. Unfortunately, we never got to blow all our Lempiras on Tequila Tuesday as Gwyn was suffering from man-flu.