Here is yet another little bug.

A couple nights ago I just couldn't get to sleep. I was reading "Caravans" by Mitchner and finally around 2am I put on some clothes and went out into the street because SOMETHING was wrong and I just couldn't identify it. I'd been diving this week and my hearing is sometimes 'funny' form the water and pressure so I walked the half block up to the corner where the BUZZING transformer is. It controls the street lights for the entire neighborhood and makes a noise that can be heard for two blocks. It was silent (almost). I couldn't believe it! It's been a nuisance since last year that I know of, maybe longer. Last year both boxes were just hanging down by their wires. This year they had been screwed onto the pole but still buzzed like crazy. There is a property owner on that corner who has a security guard on duty 24 hrs and when I asked about the buzzing box being silent he smiled.

After a month of complaining about the buzzing, last year, I made a discovery that when I stopped daydreaming about all the cool or cruel things I could do about that transformer noise, I stopped hearing it. I'd become so conditioned to the sound that not hearing it kept me up until I figured out what was wrong.

When I first got here I blew out a lamp using this outlet next to the air conditioner. I had brought along an electrical test meter and found that it was a high voltage outlet. I used a thin felt tip marker to label the outlet. This Mac is dual voltage and doesn't seem to care.

Wrapping up this, my 15th week away;  I've got a picture of my 'tower' neighbors room decoration I said I'd send along. They left for AZ a few days ago and I have yet to meet their replacements. Actually no one has moved in yet and there was supposed to be reservation holders waiting. Here is your painting Don & Cherris.

Here is a look at that older D-340R digital camera and it's housing.

An AA pal from my homegroup celebrated 10 years of sobriety this week. Here is a congratulatory pic I emailed to him in Iraq where he is newly stationed. The coin is a 10 year commemorative medallion with Spanish language. Congrats Mike.
 -Later- I have since learned that the language is Italian!  =)

 This is a panorama of the dive boat docks and beach club area known as 'Villa Blanqua'. This is my preferred spot for beginning my reef drift down to Blue Angel.
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And finally, an update on that recompression chamber story from last week. There is a local a Doctor who came to Cozumel many, many years ago and opened a practice that offered treatment in that German made recompression chamber. Over the years it was replaced with a larger unit and over the years the good Doctor bought an alley on the front street and remodeled it into the shopping mall I showed you. He needed a place to store the old chamber and what better choice than the mall it helped pay for.
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