There was one very important event that I forgot to mention yesterday; I did my 200th dive! Hee!

Anyway, today they were only six minutes late in picking us up, which in dive time is very good. We went to Ras Mohammed again, and had another day’s excellent diving.

The group for the first dive wasn’t the best organised; no fault of the dive guide, it was a much bigger group than we’ve had so far and people were being undisciplined, especially with regards to maintaining contact with their buddy. A diplomatic style of telling off before the second dive, and the group was much more together. Again a very experienced group, which is just marvellous.

Barry and Vladimir were on board again, and we were joined by (another) Chris from Strood. There were also Kirsty and her boyfriend Roma who both work for Aquarius, but were actually on board on their day off as Kirsty is learning to dive. We had Sharif for our guide today, who is very good at spotting things.

We went to Shark and Yolanda again, but as we all had good air, made it a much longer dive by including Anemone City, which I think I’ve only done once before, maybe twice.

Making the trip across the deep blue from one reef to the other is a little scary. As you lose sight of Anemone City, you hope that you’re headed in the right direction for Shark Reef. Eventually, it looms as a big shadow, clarifying into a steep wall that we followed around to Yolanda Reef and wreck.

As one might imagine we saw many anemone fish in their anemones, a lot with babies hiding in the tentacles. Also present were dominoes with tiny babies that were a fuzzy grey because their colours haven’t come in yet.

The big napoleon was back to play with us, along with a turtle who was having dinner. Sharif looked very hard for hammerhead sharks but couldn’t find any for us.

Ras Ghoslani was next with an excellent little cave system at the beginning. There are plenty of varied and large corals here, although the most striking things were the periodic clouds of baby triggerfish.

Right at the end a colourful sea slug/squirt/cucumber was on a coral finding its way around with its black tentacles. It didn’t seem to realise that it was on the end of a sticky out bit that didn’t really have anywhere for it to go.

The third dive was nice and relaxed at Temple again, and there were only five of us diving. We took it slowly and saw a lot of little things; soft corals, shellfish and tiny fish that inhabit certain corals and caves. At the end of the dive, however, Chris had a bit of a mental breakdown and lost control of his buoyancy when a manta ray (yes, one of those really big ones) popped in and out of sight for a moment or two.

Vladimir and Barry were both totally gutted that they had opted out of this dive and very much wanted to throw us back overboard.

On the return we had a spot of tea before retiring to the room. Now, the cleaners have this wonderful tradition of making towel sculptures on the beds for guests. Yesterday’s swan had my sunglasses perched on its nose which was very cool.

Today, he had gone all out, making the swan with one towel, and using others to make a river scene, including a wavy towel for the choppy water.

We've just had dinner which was as lovely as usual. The Immodium remians untouched.