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This article will hopefully be of interest to divers considering a career in commercial diving or wishing to complete a commercial course for other reasons.

Travelling to Palau was not as easy as we would have liked as we couldn't get direct flights from Australia.

After only six months I was standing again in Bitung, looking at Lembeh just across the Strait. I was amused by the faces of my friends.

I'm back home for almost one week and still haven't gotten used to the lack of light in Luxembourg during the winter time.

The sun is rising over the mountains behind the Taman Sari villas as a Balinese lady, resplendent in traditional dress, walks through the gardens to commence her morning offering to the Gods.

The water is mirror calm, deep blue yet glistening with gold as the sun starts to set.

20th July 2003 .... that is the first time I drove down from the Gold Coast to Byron Bay and arrived at Sundive, jumped on one of their boats and set out to dive Julian Rocks - and I have been addicted ever since.

Yes! We had arrived in Fiji for our two week stay. We were lucky that the Nadi (pronounced NaNdi) airport had very comfortable couches as we had to wait till midday for our flight to Kadavu (pronounced KaNdavu).

Slowly I exhaled and looked down along the mooring line. I could feel the slight current tugging as I held on and switched on my camera.

Imagine paradise: blue skies, amazing food, flowers, happy people, world class diving, smiles all round, a bit of pampering and a wet-edge pool looking out over the volcanoes on the North-Sulawesi mainland.