Some words about my obsession...

Three years ago I went, guess where, to Grand Cayman...for the past couple of years I had been thinking of trying to scuba dive, but I had either been too lazy or too tired (drunk on a Red Sea beach) to give it a go. Well one day in Cayman, I was having lunch in Georgetown with my parents, and I saw a dive boat going out on a dive...there was a kid, in wet suit, getting his gear ready...

I thought, if he can do that I have to do it myself!So I did...I did my first PADI OW training here in london at the Wimbledon Dive School, where I had the best instructor I have come across so far.I think I owe my good diving skills to Paulo!

My first dive in the open sea was in Zanzibar, in march 97. The instrucotrs there were not very good, but I did enjoy my first under water experiences...fish, corals, turtles...and 'octopus-like' dive instructors!

Through diving I have made many many friends...In italy I dive in the summer months either in Sardinia or Sapri... in both places diving is special and very different from tropical warm seas. We've just got back from the red sea...ahhh! what can I say? Hammerhead, thats enough...my dream shark a manta again (at Little Brother island) and swam with the dolphins...

In the Mediterranean sea you get a chance to see amazing colours, big octopuses, dolphins...Sometime you recover an intact pre-roman vase...(check it out here)