Wow. It was really great to have Gerri here for a week even if it flew by. She had a great time and loved Paya Bay. All of the staff loved her and took very good care of both of us.
We didn't get the boat running until late Sunday afternoon so we missed a day of diving. The new engine had problems with the carberators and ingnition system. Thanks to some of Joe's friends they got it working by using parts from the old engine.
Gerri and I only dove 8 times during the week. We were short staffed and with a broken compressor, I needed to stay and fill tanks every afternoon. That wasn't exactly what I planned for Gerri but that's the way things go around here. Being the good sport she is, she just relaxed and read a few books and went with the flow. I'm so lucky to have such a great wife.
We did spend a little time together Thursday night when we went out to dinner. Unfortunately, the truck was out of gas so we tried to fill it up. There was no power so we could buy gas. We had dinner and barely made it back to the resort. The restarant didn't have power so we ate by lantern power.
In the morning we made it to a fill station with gravity feed pumps and got enough gas to get to town again. I showed Gerri some of the stores I visit and we just drove around a little bit seeing the Island. We were able to fill the truck with gas.
After spending a week Gerri was convinced I was crazy. The life is just too complex and difficult to be fun.
We both met with the owners of the dive operation on Friday to see if we could figure out a way to solve some of the issues with Ben. I made a few suggestions but they were rejected. Ben joined the conversation and the meeting quickly deteriorated into a he say, he said session. Gerri and I left very angry and stayed up late to discuss our feelings. We both agreed it was time for me to come home.
More to come.
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