Message from Peter Toth:

"St Stephan, King of Hungary: June 2008, I finished statue #73. This is a very important statue to me, as it is my first one on the European Continent. St Stephan was the first King of Hungary, around 1000 AD, and he introduced Christianity to the country. If not for him, there would be no Hungary today." It is located about 20 miles from Budapest, in the town of Delegyhaza. It is in a Park dedicated to King Stephan, adjacent to the Post Office."

Grand Cayman at Night

The last words I heard were, “There will be a light hanging from the boat so you can find your way back.”

This was a night dive in the Georgetown Harbor, which is maybe 40 ft. deep, and it was a dive as a group with no specific buddy for each person. We all had flashlights and some had glow tubes of fluorescent material which had a green glow when you snapped the tube to activate it.

Having always wanted to do this, but still having doubts, I worked up the courage to jump into the water. The night was black, the water was black, I had absolutely no clue as to which way was up or down. Being weightless, the feeling of down, provided by gravity was not there. I turned on the flashlight and the beam shined on nothing! Where was everybody? Where was the bottom? What was out there swimming around, sharks?

Suddenly I remembered the instructor saying that bubbles always rise up. Shining my light on my bubble stream proved I was going downward.

My fins struck bottom and I crouched there trying to see something. In the distance I could make out the beams of flashlights and the green glow of light tubes. My eyes slowly got used to the darkness and I started to see creatures that I had never seen in the daylight.

Swimming over to a wreck of a boat that remained on the sea floor I explored the pieces with my light. There on an iron plate was the biggest lobster I had ever seen, then more of them, dozens of them! They come out to feed at night. Here and there in nooks and crannies were fish that sleep at night and are active during the day.

The soft corals were brilliant with colors never seen during the daytime. The bottom was alive with creatures never seen during the day.

The world did not exist outside of the rays of the flashlight, and there was an uneasy feeling that there were unseen things watching me. As strange and as beautiful as it was, I was ready to go back on board when I was low on air!

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