Setting out on a quest to actually Find Dory and how doing so, somehow felt reaffirming and calming. How a simply dive, calmed my soul. Continue reading Finding Dory
A solo dive filled with cute little and monster sized frog-fish… you never know what a day will bring (even those that start on a bit of a low and self-reflection). Continue reading Continuing adventures in solo diving (the day of the frogfish)
Why on earth would I want to do that?! One of the first things you learn is as a diver is “never dive alone” or even “dive alone, die alone”!! So not really confidence inspiring when you realise that solo diving is an option. But of course it’s an option, and of course, when you sign up, which ever organisation you do the course with … Continue reading Solo Diving
These past few years I can hardly complain that I get a bum deal in terms of where I live for work. A few months ago I applied for a post in Timor Leste. A tiny island nation at the far end of the Indonesian archipelago (and to my embarrassment I had to look up on the map). Although I was prepared to go diving … Continue reading Diving in Atauro… the world’s most biodiverse reef
In the 1950’s the British colonists built a 50km double railway line around Yangon, and it still serves 100-150,000 commuters daily. With 39 stops it takes about 3 hours to complete the loop. For a tourist or outsider it’s not about commuting but provides a wonderful alternative view of the city and it’s people. We boarded at Parami Station, just over a kilometre from my … Continue reading The Circle Train
As we left to go back to Yangon we stopped by one last distribution point and watched the food being given to some of the many displaced families. They are happy to have some food (we supplied only 2weeks) to take back to their ruined homes. The next steps, and what we at WFP take very seriously, is to consider what can be done to rehabilitate ruined/destroyed homes and livelihoods… When you’re poor normal life is not something that you or I can comprehend… yet how often do I go through life, especially hard times, with such a smile on my face…?
The boat containing 100MT of food arrives along the swollen river and we get ready to distribute it to smaller boats and into trucks.
By day 3 (Monday morning the numbers have risen to 57,000 for the district that we’re in… our estimate has risen too. We finalize this with our office and they dispatch around 180MT (metric tonnes) to us by road. The local authorities finally agree on a drop off point for the main town, which happens to be one of the first places and an indoor … Continue reading Myanmar Floods (Pt 2) – 7days, 25000 people, 180MT of food (a tale of an emergency response)
Some boys from the IDP camps race the car as we plough through the 3feet deep water to get to the monastery. All over the world kids find joy in seeming misery… something in the innocence of youth that is refreshing when confronted with seemingly insurmountable problems…
Some more displaced women and children huddle together under the watchful eye of Buddha in a temporary camp in a monastery…