#freedivers

Stories to share

"You have to write a book and tell your stories," sounds like from the mouth of an American dude, but most likely it was what my friends kept telling me since ages. Finally I think it is a right time. All excuses and reasons why it is happening now, many years later, I have mentioned at my first blog post. It is a happy blog, about all I love - travelling, photography and diving (and food, behind all of that :D). And of course, life itself. Every day is bringing many inspiration and new stories, which look differently today, tomorrow, after few months and even years. I took all those years to digest some of them. And this digesting time is over. I can share not just some articles abut photography and diving, but finally also some private stories from my life, which were painful before, or I saw them sad or heartbreaking. Not anymore. My blog is the newest part of my website.

Freediving - the journey to yourself

When I moved to Dahab, I start meeting, especially at the Blue Hole, new species – freedivers. I was always laughing about their special breathing technique warm ups and weird stretching with animal sounds coming out of their mouths. And I also experienced this very stupid rivalry between them and us, divers. Divers complaining about freedivers lines crossing the Blue Hole and limit the space for groups of divers. In the other hand freedivers complain about divers bubbles and