It was a bit a squeeze I have to say to time the 100th dive well. It had started with an online cancellation of the booking I had made for a two-tank dive on O’ahu that would have gotten me to 98 dives – which meant another two-tank with the final sunset dive with the Mantas would get me to the round number. Then the shore dive I got spontaneously booked in on O’ahu turned out to be only a single tank dive, so I booked another activity on the Big Island for the day before the big day. And there we were all ready to jump aboard at Keauhou Boat Harbor when eventually the call came in that the boat was sitting out in open water with no electrics working whatsoever. So again I was stuck but got lucky just talking my way into joining another boat that was leaving – the rare advantage of a solo traveler. So finally, I did get to do the Kona Manta Night Dive as the 100th dive.

And this time, thanks to Dramaqueen-Dramamine, I was not the one sick on the boat. But the night before I could have sworn I’d never get on another boat. Ever.