On monday I went to talk to the diving
guys. Their office is around 15 k away from Punta Arenas. As usual, I
took my bike to place because still, after 2 weeks here, I have no
idea how to take the buses. Walking and biking is the norm for me and
I'll try to maintain it during the winter despite the ice and the
wind, unless someone gives me a ride of course.
On my way to their offices I got the
first sight of the hills behind the city covered with a thin layer of
snow and small spots of snow here and there over the city. It's quite
early for snow it seems and lots of folks are saying that this winter
will be one of those we will remember in the future years. It snowed
most of the morning and the wind was awfully cold. I couldn't help
but think about those old days back in Norway and how happy the snow
and the coldness make me. I felt like a small kid living the life and
laughed like the mad guy I am.
After some minutes being lost, because
I decided I won't look at maps anymore but will only ask people for
guidance about finding places, I found the office of the diving guys.
Patricio, friend with Kanaan received me at his office and showed me
the equipment they use for the diving classes and told me a little
about what they do and what they are currently working with. We
talked about my journey to get here and how I wasn't sure about
leaving for taking the course somewhere else. Coti, another of the
guys who work for the diving company showed up and I got introduced
to him. The usual talking kept on and then I mentioned how I would
like to reach Antarctica if I stay around for the winter. Instantly
Coti asked if I spoke english and if I knew how to cook, he asked for
my number and told me he had some contacts that could have more
information that may get me there. Wow, that was unexpected.
We kept talking for a bit more but my
decision was already made, IpushPedals will go into hibernation mode
for the winter and will turn into IdiveInTheStrait. They gave me so
much information in so little time and told me about several places I
could go that I felt I had to stay in the area for the winter and
maybe a bit more in order to complete the diving courses I want to
take. So if I stay in the area, the machinery to reach the white
continent now will start to work in order to try to find a job for
the next summer season. By then, if everything goes right
IdiveInTheStrait will become IsailBoats, lol. But all of those are
just ideas of the mind that are not worth of thinking yet. For now, I
will stay in Punta Arenas, I will try to find a regular job and earn
some money in order to pay all the courses that I will take and start
diving by the end of may or the first weeks of june.
Funny thing, the diving courses are
given during winter. Usually in the past years they gave the Open
Water course in a swimming pool because the suits for that course are
wetsuits which don't isolate that much from the coldness of the
Magellan strait. This year though, the swimming pool is closed which
means we will have to take the dives into the strait. I shall get
ready for such experience, eating like a pig in order to gain some
fat for my body. Good thing, I already took a swim in the strait to
get a sneak peak of what's to come.
Everyone is in the right place at the
right moment for some reason. Now that I look back, it's funny how I was lost in my mind and in imaginary things that weren't real at all and all of that jazz made me get confused and were guiding towards what I didn't want at all, for now. It's funny how when I decided I would stop thinking and picturing the future, deciding for things that still weren't real at all and instead I would throw myself to life, everything changed for good. It's good that everything is clear now and that I am back in track. I guess I had to experience all of this uncertainty in order to come back to the world of here and now. Good thing all is sorted. It's funny too to look back to the past week and realize how crazy one can go sometimes. I hope I don't forget the lessons.
Until then.
Cheers.
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