Monday, December 15, 2008

Fraser's Hill


Or Bukit Fraser, as it is now known.

A note to those driving up from Singapore, (as we did). If anyone tells you the journey will take 4.5 hours, or even 5.5 hours, don't believe them. We took 8.5 hours to reach the foot of Fraser's Hill. Admittedly, we did get lost a bit in Kuala Lumpur, and get caught in inner-city traffic, but I don't see how anyone can make the trip in 4.5 hours short of running the North-South highway (and its gauntlet of highway police) at insane speeds. We made better time on the return leg by ignoring the GPS, and following the advice of the hotel owner and taking a longer but faster route. This turned out to be the same route that Google Maps and Google Earth recommended, so if anything, I'd say the lesson from this is to trust the following in sequence for route advice: the experience and brains of people; the computing power of a Google application rooted in some massive server somewhere; and last of all, the rather small chip in your handheld GPS unit.

At the foot of Fraser's Hill

When we reached the foot of Fraser's Hill, we had to wait an hour as the final stretch of road is so narrow that the direction traffic alternates up and downhill on odd and even hours respectively. We got there at 6.05pm, so we had to wait till 7pm before driving up. Apparently, after 8pm and till 7am, the gates are left open and traffic is two-way - but take it from me, DON'T try it. I can't imagine driving that narrow road with its switchbacks at night, let alone two-way traffic on a road that in parts is really only one lane wide.

instruments 2

Speaking of GPS units, counting the 2 mobile phones I was carrying, there were a total of 4 GPS units in the car with us. If you'd told me 5 years ago that I'd be carrying 4 GPSes on me for one holiday, I would've laughed ... Anyway, for those so inclined, this second photograph tells you all you need to know about where and when the first photograph was taken (the watch is showing the altitude, for completeness' sake). You can go to Google Maps/Earth and figure it out.

Ye Olde Smokehouse

Home for the weekend was Ye Olde Smokehouse, one of the oldest hotels on Fraser's Hill, and a place for which it is almost impossible not to use the words "quaint" and "English" in describing. I dare you to stay there one night and not use these words. Go on. I mean, look at this:

The Smokehouse, Garden gate

Devonshire cream teas served every afternoon in an English garden, ivy-covered brick walls, vaguely Tudor-ish black and white buildings, four-poster beds, and more fireplaces that you could chuck a log at. And it was cold enough (at 1250m altitude) that you could very well chuck a log into the fireplace.

The garden, Smokehouse

New Haven Suite


Did I mention the cream teas? They were so good we went back for seconds, and spent a lovely afternoon reading in the garden. Not shown in the photographs, of course, is the rain that forced us indoors after a while, but even that was quintessentially (and quaintly) English.

afternoon tea

tea in the garden

What's there to do on Fraser's Hill, besides afternoon teas in the Garden? Well, I completed reading Book 2 of Neal Stephenson's Baroque Cycle, and if you know how long the Baroque Cycle is, that tells you a lot. I did manage to take some interesting photographs of the many dew-laden spider webs you can find at dawn, when the hill is invariably shrouded in mist (or poking it's head into the underbelly of a cloud, depending on which way you look at it).

spider web net

dewy spider web

After having gone to the trouble of digging out my old Sony Cybershot and charging in in expectation of some lovely infra-red photography, I discovered, 450km too late, that I'd left the Hoya R72 infra-red filter at home. While not quite a complete disaster, it meant that all of my IR shots were hybrid IR/visible light shots (take a look at the larger photo of the garden, and compare it with the smaller photo below in visible light to see what I mean). Instead of the glowing white leaves that pure IR would produce, I got a faded green tinge, which resembles old hand-coloured photographs. Not too bad, but I allowed myself a facepalm moment for forgetting the pack the filter.

That's about all I can say about the trip for now.

Sunday, November 16, 2008


Laksa, originally uploaded by Wahj.

Nothing beats Laksa for breakfast. Except maybe prata. Or Nasi Lemak.

But Laksa still edges, marginally, past them all.

Sunday, November 02, 2008

Chopin in the Gardens

chopin statue, botanic gardens 1

A recent addition to the Botanic Gardens is this statue, donated by the Polish Embassy, of Chopin. It looks a bit strange at first sight - two figures in period costume at the top of the hill, and the piano keyboard is strangely abstracted, looking like some synthesiser, adding a slightly anachronistic touch to the whole thing ... as if the sculpture can't decide if it's traditional realist or some fancy abstract idealist thing ... but still it makes for some nice photos.

chopin statue, botanic gardens 2

The Botanic Gardens were a regular haunt for me every school holidays as a child, and I have very fond memories of it. There are many 'happy' places for me left - places where the resonances are all positive - places were I can take emotional refuge - and the Gardens are one of them.

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Mac, fearless ...

... and more than a little daft. If Macavity were living in the wild, he would be the kind of cat who would find himself up a tree, mewling piteously, while some poor fireman climbed up a ladder to get him down - because even in this small apartment of ours, he regularly finds a way to climb up to spots where he subsequently can't get down from.

After a few minutes of meowing, when he figures out that we're not going to help him down, he usually manages to get down by himself.

Sunday, October 12, 2008

More serendipity

This is one of those weird moments. I was walking along the Esplanade yesterday, and I realised that the construction noises from across the Bay were melding together rather nicely into an almost-musical pattern. I don't know what they were doing - piling works, some sort of hammering noise - but it came our rather tuneful and tone-ful, and more importantly, had a rather neat rhythm going on. Depending on whether you like these things, you'll either find this incredibly banal or intriguingly serendipitous. Enjoy =)

Saturday, September 20, 2008

Is your fridge too cold?

... because, if it is, you might find what I just found: your eggs freezing to the container, such that when you open the box, the top half just comes away ...

You have been warned.

Monday, September 08, 2008


Wushu, originally uploaded by Wahj.

The WuShu performance at the Mid-Autumn Festival celebrations.

Saturday, September 06, 2008

Windows: Hating every minute of it

Some time back I gave in and bought a PC - a Windows machine - as a gaming platform. This was partly because it was increasingly difficult for my MacBook Pro to serve as an office work station, a repository of all my photos and music, as well as a gaming machine. It was partly also because most games can only be played on a Windows machine.

While I wish I could say the PC is a great gaming machine, I can only say it is a great machine when it works. Using it only reminds of how my Mac "just works": in comparison, using my PC involves running through a list of arcane and semi-mystical actions in the hope of getting something to work properly.

50% of the time, I have to start the computer twice. The first time I push the power button, the lights come on, the fans start spinning, but nothing happens: the computer hangs before it even starts up, which is quite a feat. A restart is required to get the OS going.

EVERY time I start the computer, something goes wrong with the keyboard. While one could point to a lack of coordination between the peripheral maker (Razer) and Windows, the fact is that on a Mac, things just work. On my Windows machine, on the other hand, the keyboard consistently fracks up - certain keys won't work (different ones each time), the keyboard lighting goes haywire, and certain keys key registering long after they have been pressed. You can imagine the havoc this plays with the user experience - imagine not being able to wake your computer from screensaver mode because the key for one of the letters in your password is no longer working - or to be playing Warcraft, in the middle of PVP, and suddenly find a key not working, or your character inexplicably walking backwards without any control. It's galling to lose a PVP fight because your keyboard and your operating system won't see eye to eye. I've found a simple solution - the keyboard has to be unplugged and re-plugged each time - but the point is I shouldn't have to.

Most Windows users get used to this sort of routine, a secret arcane ritual of actions, restarts, unplugs, resets, digging deep into obscure directories for strange dll files, installing drivers - as the norm of the user experience. Mac users know that there is another way - a sensible alternative that is more humane to the user. We shouldn't have to be doing the software equivalent of thumping the computer on the side (though I'm guessing some PC users actually do that as well) in order to get things working properly.

The saddest thing? I still have to use Windows if I want to play my games, so I have to put up with this. Like millions of users out there, I'm going have to re-shape my notion of the "normal" user experience to accept what I can't change. My only consolation is that for work, and for my music and photos, I'll still use my good old MacBook Pro.

Friday, September 05, 2008



- in the morning, I read this XKCD cartoon, and am completely baffled (discussion thread on the comic here, for those who wish to read more). I make a mental note to myself to figure out what it could possibly be referring to.
- in the afternoon, I stop by Borders and this book catches my eye on the shelf. I buy it from pure curiosity (and because the blurb reminds me of Nabokov's Pale Fire)

It turns out, of course, that the cartoon was a parody (or perhaps homage?) of the book. So.

Thursday, September 04, 2008

More media than you can shake a stick at

I have more books than I have time to read; more DVDs than I have time to sit in front of a TV; more CDs than I have time to savour. I download podcasts from BBC's In Our Time and listen to them on the morning drive; I watch TED talks when I'm waiting around to meet people; I carry a book with me to the canteen when I have my lunch and coffee breaks. I still can't read, listen and watch faster than it piles up.

I used to savour albums one by one, and read and re-read my Sci Fi books till they fell apart (my old Asimovs in particular were read to pieces); now I have a pile of shiny new books that I don't have the time to read through even once, not properly, and CDs where I've not bothered to read the inserts or ponder the album art.

I have more media - more information - more data - more stuff than I can consume. Add in the video games (some of which have very rich narratives and story arcs) and this adds up to a huge pile. We live in such a media-rich, information-rich environment that each of us - every single one of us - probably has more data than the Library of Alexandria. That's the Library which was considered the sum of all human knowledge (well, in the West at least ...). That's a mind-boggling thought.

Tuesday, September 02, 2008

Thoughts on the iPhone

Fig 1: Self-referential photo - a photo of a photo of myself taking a photo

(1) Singtel really needs to re-examine their concept of "reserving" an iPhone. I made my reservation a few months ago, and when collection day came around last week, I was told to select a one-hour time slot to collect it in, and I STILL had to queue to collect it. That's ridiculous. Reservations help the supplier: they gauge demand, place an obligation on the customer to commit, and in doing so, make it easier for Singtel to avoid over-stocking or lack of availability. In return for the customer's committment, the usual quid pro quo is to extend some privileges to the reserver - in this case, not having to wait in line for a product expected to have long queues. I've spoken to people who had it worse, who collected on the first day rather than the third as I did, and who feel the same way.

(2) Battery life: this seems to be a main complaint about the iPhone, but if anything, the battery life problems result from the fact that I use my iPhone much more than my Nokia - whereas the Nokia sits in my pocket unless I'm messaging or calling, the iPhone is always out - I'm using the PDA functions, I'm playing games, I'm using the GPS, I'm keeping track of my accounts, I'm posting to my tumblr blog ... As a result, the battery drains dramatically fast. I haven't even used it as an iPod yet, but that would completely kill the battery within a day.

(3) That tiny keyboard. Almost everyone I show my iPhone to asks "is the keyboard really un-usable?" The answer is: it takes getting used to. It'd be nice to have the numeric keypad text entry we're used to on Nokias and other phones, but the text messaging interface is usable. The threading of text messagings more than compensates - to be able to see and scroll through the history of a text conversation is one of those features that you never knew you needed until they gave it to you.

All in all, the iPhone is every bit the phone I wanted. I've started using it for things I never thought I would with a phone - mobile blogging, for example, straight from the phone to tumblr. I should take this opportunity to plug my tumblr blog again, since I expect it'll be seeing much more action. I intended it to be more a photoblog, but now it's morphing into something where I can post quick ideas and pictures as and when they come to mind, all powered by the iPhone.

Omnivore's Hundred

I haven't come across a meme in a long while which interested me, but this one from Tym caught my attention. It's also one of the few memes where I've had to actively use Google to find out what the items were!

The other nice thing about this meme is remembering the first (and in many cases only time ) eating some of the more exotic foods on this list - such as ...

  • The snake, croc and frogs all came courtesy of the "Living Off The Land" course in the Army. All these things (plus monitor lizard and doves) were killed and cooked, by and for us, in the course of one day. After regular dinner was cancelled, it was eat them or go hungry. I can confidently assure you that everything tastes like chicken. Also, given the quality of the food the army was serving then, there was in most cases no difference, and in some a distinct improvement.
  • The hare (well, rabbit really) was courtesy of the Malaysian flatmate of a friend in university, who asked us over for dinner and gleefully challenged us to identify the meat we were eating. After puzzling over the small bones and dimunitive carcass for a while, we got it right.
  • The fresh wild berries were picked off a hedge that bounded a convent I walked by often. One day I noticed there were berries, wondered if they were edible, and confirmed they were. I hope the nuns didn't mind.
  • Almost all the Japanese foods are courtesy of some buffet here or there, including the fugu, which I didn't even know was fugu until I checked the menu after - had I known, I would have paid attention. Fugu deserves your attention. Sea Urchin I had once, and decided I would never again.
  • Krispy Kremes ... ah well. On the subject of fast food, I even remember where my first Big Mac was - the MacDonalds next to Bras Basah Complex. And yes, that Big Mac seemed much, much bigger than they do now.
  • Bagel and Lox came courtesy of a sandwich Seah Street Deli used to make, called Lox Stock and Bagels.

The Omnivore's Hundred
1) Copy this list into your blog or journal, including these instructions.
2) Bold all the items you've eaten.
3) Cross out any items that you would never consider eating.

1. Venison
2. Nettle tea
3. Huevos rancheros
4. Steak tartare
5. Crocodile
6. Black pudding
7. Cheese fondue
8. Carp
9. Borscht
10. Baba ghanoush
11. Calamari
12. Pho
13. PB&J sandwich
14. Aloo gobi
15. Hot dog from a street cart
16. Epoisses
17. Black truffle
18. Fruit wine made from something other than grapes
19. Steamed pork buns
20. Pistachio ice cream
21. Heirloom tomatoes
22. Fresh wild berries
23. Foie gras
24. Rice and beans
25. Brawn, or head cheese (aside: doesn't this one just sound obscene?)
26. Raw Scotch Bonnet pepper
27. Dulce de leche
28. Oysters
29. Baklava
30. Bagna cauda
31. Wasabi peas
32. Clam chowder in a sourdough bowl
33. Salted lassi
34. Sauerkraut
35. Root beer float
36. Cognac with a fat cigar (unfortunately, never both at the same time)
37. Clotted cream tea
38. Vodka jelly/Jell-O
39. Gumbo
40. Oxtail
41. Curried goat
42. Whole insects
43. Phaal
44. Goat's milk
45. Malt whisky from a bottle worth US$120 or more
46. Fugu
47. Chicken tikka masala
48. Eel
49. Krispy Kreme original glazed doughnut
50. Sea urchin
51. Prickly pear
52. Umeboshi
53. Abalone
54. Paneer
55. McDonald's Big Mac Meal
56. Spaetzle
57. Dirty gin martini
58. Beer above 8% ABV
59. Poutine
60. Carob chips
61. S'mores
62. Sweetbreads
63. Kaolin
64. Currywurst
65. Durian
66. Frogs' legs
67. Beignets, churros, elephant ears or funnel cake
68. Haggis
69. Fried plantain
70. Chitterlings, or andouillette (as with Tym, I believe kway chap qualifies)
71. Gazpacho
72. Caviar and blini
73. Louche absinthe
74. Gjetost, or brunost
75. Roadkill
76. Baijiu
77. Hostess Fruit Pie
78. Snail (to my deepest regret)
79. Lapsang souchong
80. Bellini
81. Tom yum
82. Eggs Benedict
83. Pocky
84. Tasting menu at a three-Michelin-star restaurant
85. Kobe beef
86. Hare
87. Goulash
88. Flowers
89. Horse
90. Criollo chocolate
91. Spam
92. Soft shell crab
93. Rose harissa
94. Catfish
95. Mole poblano
96. Bagel and lox
97. Lobster Thermidor
98. Polenta
99. Jamaican Blue Mountain coffee
100. Snake

Monday, September 01, 2008

Carrot seedlings

Carrot seedlings, originally uploaded by Wahj.

This was a Teachers' Day present this year. I received them on Friday, watered them on Saturday, and was surprised to see them sprout on Monday. I hope they survive ...

Sunday, August 24, 2008

the heart asks pleasure first

the heart asks pleasure first, originally uploaded by Wahj.

The heart asks pleasure first
And then, excuse from pain-
And then, those little anodynes
That deaden suffering;

And then, to go to sleep;
And then, if it should be
The will of its Inquisitor,
The liberty to die.

- emily dickinson

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Singapore Museum Night Festival

fire dancer 2, originally uploaded by Wahj.

Fantastic show at the Night Festival last Saturday. Part of me regrets not being able to photograph the magic, but another part appreciates the fact that moments of magic like that are best remembered, not recorded.

Tuesday, July 01, 2008

Secret message

secret message, originally uploaded by Wahj.

Spotted this funny scrawl on the note pad used to test pens at Muji. Probably some kid, judging by the handwriting. Equal parts banal and mysterious, and mildly disturbing ...

Thursday, June 26, 2008

Christian Moeller's "Daisy"

Christian Moeller's "Daisy", originally uploaded by Wahj.

I've been to the new Terminal 3 at the airport quite a few times over the last few weeks, and each time I've looked at this kinetic sculpture I've wanted to photograph it. The tough bit was figuring out how to get a sense of what it is - the kinetic part. It moves, while photos don't. In the end, a sequence of photos was merged together to make this one. I had only my handphone with me at the time, so the quality's not that good, and I didn't have a tripod or a stable support, but thankfully the only bits that had to match were the top of the pillar.

Monday, June 16, 2008

thirty-one pounces?

I've started a tumblog over here ... I'm not sure what to do with it, but for now it's mostly as a scrapbook of things, thoughts, photos and ideas. 

(not sure what to name it either ... thirty-one pounces anyone?)

Friday, June 13, 2008

PC Show 08

The PC fair at Suntec convention centre is one huge mass of geekery swarming over 3 convention hall floors. Here's the loot from braving the crowds yesterday and today:

First off, the largest laptop cooling fan I have ever seen.  Yes, that's one single, huge, fan - and, as a bonus, it's lit with blue LEDs. 

But here's a pet peeve: why do manufacturers believe that a sticker showing a series of meaningless icons will somehow convince consumers that their product has "features"? Take a closer look at the icons on this laptop cooling fan:

Reading from left to right:
"USB 2.0". Utterly irrelevant as the USB port is being used to power the fan, not to transfer data. Connection speeds are meaningless.
"Silent". OK, fair enough.
"Fan Speed". The fan has no switches. Not even an "on/off" switch: you plug it into the USB port to start it, and unplug it to stop it. You can't control the fan speed - which makes this particular icon completely meaningless.
And lastly,
"Cooling fan". Words fail me at this one. Who puts a sticker saying "cooling fan" on a product that is evidently a cooling fan?  Do they imply that the cooling fan itself has a cooling fan ... which would be at least interesting in a bizarrely self-referential way.

Nevertheless, the cooling fan works well, and was a steal at $18.

This next one is a cooling pad that gets put in the fridge, soaks up the cold, and then is placed under your laptop to cool it.  A great idea, and something I've always wanted for my laptop ... except for the strange rant that accompanies the product description, a choice portion of which is reproduced below:

"... recently, there is news on famous newspapers and webs to point out that use of notebook may cause the male to dis-procreate!  Men carry notebook to work everywhere and everytime. However, there is a research showing that heat that the notebook release will cause barren of men.  It is unfair for men who take responsibility of continuing the family line and who take heavy work pressure..."

Words fail me again.  "Dis-procreate" may be the funniest invented word I've seen in a long time.  As for the whole ranting spiel about how unfair it is for men to have to put up with both work, and high laptop/crotch temperatures as well, all I can say is thank goodness we have people creating solutions to that problem. 

But I didn't go to the PC fair just to buy gel pads.  The real loot from this morning's trip was the triumvirate of Razer products for my new gaming computer - a Lycosa keyboard, a Lachesis mouse, and a set of Piranha earphones.  All of which worked more or less satisfactorily today ... except for the keyboard mysteriously refusing to acknowledge the existence of the 'B' key for a short period of time.  A strange problem, which was solved by the software equivalent of giving it a good whack on the side - i.e. I restarted the computer.

Tuesday, May 20, 2008


Forgetful is when you get home after work to realize you've left your Macbook Pro on your table. This leaves you without access to the 'net, the wider world, and that part of yourself (the blog, the photos,your World of Warcraft character) which is not located within the confines of your skull and 3 feet of personal space. (forgetful is also somehow misplacing the money you drew from the ATM, only realizing when the waitress comes with the bill, in a restaurant that does take credit cards)

The few times in recent years I've had to live a few days without Internet access have underscored how important the Web is now. Ten years ago I couldn't have dreamt of this, now I can't dream of living without it. Our distributed selves are less anchored in locality, and spread instead over a social network magnified by technology.

Thank god for my iPod Touch and it's wifi access. Touch typing on this is a chore, but at least I can still surf the web :)

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

Helvetica, it is not ...

... but it is my very own font =)

Fontstruct lets you design your own font, publish it, download it, and use it. The drawing tools are somewhat limited - but some people have managed some pretty amazing fonts with them (such as this one and this one, or how about this one).

I can already think of several people who would jump at the opportunity to design their own font, so a word of warning: it takes a long time to design all the letters - upper case, lower case, numerals, punctuation marks, and special characters - for an entire font, so expect to spend an entire evening doing it. =)

Wednesday, April 16, 2008


flightless, originally uploaded by Wahj.

Found this bird squashed on the pavement. The action of countless cars driving over it had mummified it so only yellow bone and a few feathers remained. It's funny that the feathers are monochrome and the bones are yellow - for some reason, you'd expect it the other way around, bone-white on the bones and vibrant on the plumage, but that's the way it is.

Thursday, March 13, 2008

Morning scene with cats

Morning scene with cats, originally uploaded by Wahj.

This is what a holiday morning is like.

On days when my wife and I don't have to get to work before sunrise, we sleep in, and the cats sleep in with us. All is generally peaceful until they get hungry, at which point the cat which was formerly a warm purring bundle of fur on your lap becomes a nagging yowling presence who insists that you get out of bed and feed him.

Pictured here are Patch (on the TV), Twinkle (lurking at my feet) and Mac (asleep on my hand). Iffy is somewhere hiding to the left.

Sunday, February 03, 2008


Victory, originally uploaded by Wahj.

From the Army History Museum, Singapore.

Friday, February 01, 2008

Shopping Centre Defibrillator

I don't know whether to be reassured or concerned.

Shopping Centre Defibrillator, originally uploaded by Wahj.
Is the presence of a de-fibrillator in a shopping centre cause for reassurance ("What's that? A heart attack you say? Why, there just happens to be a de-fibrillator right here ...") or concern (are heart attacks that common during shopping? perhaps during the Great Singapore Sale?).

Thursday, January 31, 2008

Shriveled cherry

shriveled cherry, originally uploaded by Wahj.

I found this sculpture outside the back entrance of the National Museum of Singapore. A gigantic, shriveled, cherry.

Am I the only one who finds this disturbing?

Monday, January 28, 2008

Happy things

happy things, originally uploaded by Wahj.

My long awaited Amazon order arrived today, just in time to cheer me up on a typically lousy Monday.

From top left:
Stardust, widescreen DVD.
Presentation Zen
Blade Runner - the Ultimate, Final, Everything You Ever Wanted, Edition. Please let it be the last Director's Cut!
69 love songs, The Magnetic Fields.

Now, to consume them all ...


(1) I had forgotten what an atmospheric movie Blade Runner is.  The term "ground-breaking" is regularly used for all sorts of things, but this movie genuinely is: it set the benchmark for style, and it set the tone and mood for so many other movies to follow.  In it's vision of the future, it is eerily prescient in generalities (if not in specifics), and the special effects are seamless enough to date well.  After more than 20 years, it still holds its ground against movies like Minority Report, and is truer to the spirit of PKD's books than the latter.  

The only thing about massive box sets like these (besides where to store them) is the feeling of obligation to watch every special feature, and listen to every commentary track!  I haven't even finished going through the LoTR box sets ...

(2) The Magnetic Fields are brilliant.  I've been looking for this album for some time now, but the local HMVs don't stock it consistently.  Admittedly, there's some slip in quality - the drive to crank out 69 love songs leads to some of them being short one-trick pony pieces, but overall this album is a blast.  Almost as good as "i", which I think is still my favourite album from them so far.

Sunday, January 06, 2008

Belly in the sun

belly in the sun, originally uploaded by Wahj.

We stayed at the K-hotel in Phuket for one simple reason: they have cats.

Last year when we were there, one particularly friendly Siamese came to our room and slept on the bed with us. By which I mean she jumped on the bed, curled up to sleep, and forced us to sleep as best we could around her.

This year we were sad to find out that one of the cats had died: in fact, I think it was the very same cat called Samlee who had kept us company. We did make friends with another cat, a mischievous young male called Siam who we found curled up on the cafe chairs at breakfast, catching up on his sleep after a night of gallivanting and prowling.

Saturday, January 05, 2008

Wine-dark sea

deck and sea, originally uploaded by Wahj.

I've never spent 4 whole days on the sea before this last dive trip. I can't say I really got my sea-legs, though I puked but once - and that was mostly because the water was rough on the surface. The thing about diving is you don't get seasick underwater, where everything - sound, light, and movement - is muffled and muted, but you do get seasick once you finish the dive. At least I did.

There was plenty of time in between dives to chill out and stare at the sea. When it was calm, you could almost think it was Homer's "wine-dark sea".