Canyons Babodi I have so much praised, extolled Martinique that probably can afford a bit on her complain.
The most shocking thing in this island is that on returning we invariably fall into in mild depression. So hard to come back from the hot humid embrace of Martinique in the cold, gray Paris, that some time abide in prostration. Well, that at this time falls Christmas and New Year, which are a little distracting bright tinsel and festive buzz. But the gray morning, the first of January clearly gives sadly - I want it back!
However, there write that after we left the weather turned bad, and the second week go dodzhdi. And that was cold (28 instead of 32), and that all that winter has come.
But we also know their winter ...
Finally photos from the Grand Canyon or Canyon Babodi.
This Our last dive, and we dived as big on their own. Or almost alone - with us yet dived Claude - a former dive instructor, and now just retired.
But he was diving with us just as a company, rather than as a responsible instructor.
Thriller: sponge, devouring swimmers:
sea cucumber:
Surgeons grazing:
Another turtle, this time green:
Benoit could finally relax and do not dive, a quiet fishing.
Karanga That evening, he cooked for dinner. It was delicious!
Claude:
Preparing berth.
's all in this time of Martinique.
But I found a way to prolong my favorite stories about Island: Mondays starting duty in the community
practic_travel , in detail explain all the practical aspects of the trip in the French West Indies.
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