Saint Lucia, Caribbean Sea
And whereas Europe was Christmas caroling, someplace on the opposite facet of the Atlantic I used to be selecting diving gear. And although I used to be at all times saying that I’d by no means try this, I discovered myself filling out a questionnaire for a Newbie’s Scuba Diving Course. The appointment was set for 08.30 at Truthful Helen’s on the Marigot Bay.
Oh, my goodness! Oh, Jesus! Oh Holy Mary! Ι am gonna di(v)e!
The questionnaire was clear and exact, and Helen was very strict.
“Mary, be trustworthy! This information is essential earlier than you dive!” (Or die, I stored considering)
-Ears and Eyes
Excellent (I solely put on one lens on my proper eye, as if it issues)
– Coronary heart and Lungs
Beating and pumping simply superb!
None. Apart from a pressure and a backache (Simply joking)
What do they want that for? What’s occurring right here? (Sorry sis, you’ve been added to each single checklist on this planet)
All set. Step-by-step in the direction of the boat, and I’m questioning: How am I going to breathe? What if I drink water? What if I don’t make it to the floor in time? What if I’m sucked by some coral, or eaten by a shark? What in the event that they overlook me down there and I die an agonizing loss of life with Nemo observing me? What if I bump my head on the boat on my means up?
“What the heck,” I assumed. I’m at all times within the air. Why don’t I strive the water for a change, get to reside like a fish for some time? And on that thought, I took a deep breath, and with one hop I landed on the boat. However how might Ι say goodbye to the prettiest bay within the Caribbean?
We loaded the tools, we wore our flippers, checked our masks, and with eyes and ears large open we listened to our teacher Mary repeating again and again,
“Do not forget to breathe! Do not forget to breathe!”
The extra she mentioned it, the extra I used to be seized by panic. I couldn’t loosen up! But it surely was too late – I used to be condemned to dive…
And ultimately we attain the bay and I set eyes to those attractive waters and I believe, “Effectively, I’ll dive! There have to be one thing down there. One thing I need to see. In spite of everything, it have to be fairly an expertise for a chook like me to dive to the underside of the ocean, no?”
“Com’ on Mary! Soar!”
“What on earth are they speaking about?” I assumed. “How can I dive with an 80-kilo tank on my again, plus the flippers, plus Zorro’s masks?” It took me some ten minutes to make up my thoughts, pretending to regulate my bun, supposedly attempting to un-tangle it from my masks strap – as a result of I merely needed to…
Right here I’m, earlier than the masks:
I mounted the tank on my again, bought a carry from Tim and all of the sudden,
Sure, sure! With one step, like Bolt the superhero, I ended up within the water! Thirty minutes of coaching, and the ocean was ours. Mary was main the way in which and we had been following, with a shark on our tail, and Nemo tagging alongside.
“Don’t disturb, don’t contact! Simply Get pleasure from!”
The nice factor was that I stored respiration and I didn’t drown ultimately (clearly). However I did bump my head on my means out; as a result of through the instruction I stored considering of Nemo, that’s why.
After the dive, a Caribbean lunch was ready for us on the boat; simply what we wanted after such exhaustion. I ate all my meals and I used to be blissful. However not for lengthy; I didn’t handle to carry my meals in…yep, bon appétit!
The trip again was immensely enjoyable and colourful, with a cool breeze and a rainbow throughout the sky that began means over in Barbados and resulted in Miami. How pretty it was! I used to be feeling like a flying fish…
Scuba divers, are you a lot on the market?
**Translation from Greek to English: Maria Coveou
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