And you'll find plenty of room to stroll around. The Pollux was built in Holland in the 50s to serve as a floating motel for port pilots and designed to withstand powerful North Sea gales. Now she probably thinks she's died and gone to boat heaven, but unfortunately, as is the case with many conversions, that doesn't make her the ideal dive platform. Of course, actual diving isn't from the Pollux but from two dhonis, covered wooden Maldivian boats, that shadow the mothership's progress. There's adequate room on the dhonis, but you have to put your gear on a tank with every new dive.
Tanks lie horizontally in the center of the deck and have a disconcerting tendency to roll around.
Lunch and dinner are served topside, in cooler but sometimes windy surroundings. Except for the occasional fresh fish grill, the food is unimaginative, boring, and deadly repetitive. This is no trip for gourmets. I would have gladly paid a hundred bucks more for something besides chicken, fish, rice, and variations thereof. There are no photo facilities.