Lately we have been rushed off our feet from 8:30 in the morning and not finishing til 7 at night, spending our day with a cultural mixing pot of divers from everywhere imaginable- Russia to Rome, Serbia to Scandinavia and everywhere in between. We teach in English and most European languages you can think of, no Gaelic so far though! But apart from the theory diving almost has its own language, as soon as your under the water it doesn't matter where you are from, you do not need to talk, just a few signals with your hands and as an instructor you start to read more and more into the eyes of your diver. It's fairly easy to see when your divers are enjoying themselves, their smiles are beaming from their eyes, they will occasionally give you a big smile, but might end up having to clear the water out of their masks. I often forget the languages barriers we sometimes have after a dive and start raving to my divers how good they were or talk about what we saw and they just look blankly at me, they either can't understand the fast paced jibber I'm talking or I managed to get snot all over my face?!?

In the books for today we have a hand full and more of students coming to Malta to learn English, and now diving as well. Each instructor has got 3 or 4 young, tired, restless teenagers speaking English as their second language all keen to learn, well maybe by 10 o'clock when they wake up! Once they wake up they do not fail to impress, i was lucky enough to teach two very impressive young divers their open water course, Felix and Sarah, raised the bar for all open water students to come, and congratulations to Sarah who finished her advanced course yesterday doing her boat and wreck dives at Comino! Another trip is heading out on the rib today to check out those caves and the p31, the sister ship of the p29 at cirkewwa.