There is no way I could have left Libya without taking another peek underwater. We met up with Mohammed at quarter to eight (well, we were a bit late, we really can't lie with all the technology we lug round) and soon we sank into the wavy Mediterranean which was a mean 15°C that morning.
The main diving attraction of Libya is ships, mostly sunk during the two world wars, but the sea was too choppy for a boat trip and besides, bad weather was expected in the afternoon. Seven shipwrecks are accessible within recreational depths, other require greater skill and gear for technical diving. Mohammed from the Arebi diving centre is stocked with the latter. The trouble at the moment is with diving licences for foreigners. The Coast Guard requires them, but right now no one in this country knows who might issue them. Various government offices are simply passing the owners of diving centres and travel agencies to each other. But as they say in Libya, changes are on the horizon. I hope they will soon break through it, as well.
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