
I'm back at work now (sigh, tear, sob). I wanted to write about what was an intense experience for me. I swam with sharks and stingrays!
So we went to Typhoon Lagoon at Disneyworld. As I've said in other posts, I'm a big coward. I'll wait while others do Space Mountain and Tower of Terror. But I decided to take a risk when I saw Shark Reef.
I got in line and picked up my snorkel and scuba mask. Then came the lifeguard's talk, which went something like this;
'Before you go on shark reef, there are some things you need to know. In minutes, you will be swimming with adult sharks and stingrays. Whatever you do don't dive underwater. Breathe normally through the snorkel and pull yourself through the water with your arms. The water is really deep, you will not be able to touch the bottom. You also can't touch the sides of the tank. And the water is very cold. If you get in trouble, lifeguards are ready.'
Ok, great. A set of warnings tailor made for cowards. I can do this. I can do this. I put on my mask and snorkel and was amazed how clearly I could hear my hyperventilating and my heart beating out of my chest. I eased into the water, looked down and yep, sharks. They were right there. Not happy baby sharks but full on grown up sharks. I pulled myself through the water amazed that nothing was separating me from them when I saw something else come into view. Huge stingrays passed less than two feet under me.
Now I'm halfway through the pool, or gauntlet as I called it. Something weird happened. While checking out these sharks and stingrays I was swimming with, I started to enjoy it. My breathing and heart slowed and I started to enjoy this once-in-a-lifetime experience. And then I was at the end. That is when I decided to make it a twice-in-a-lifetime experience. I went to the end of the line and did it all over again. Life it turns out is good.
So we went to Typhoon Lagoon at Disneyworld. As I've said in other posts, I'm a big coward. I'll wait while others do Space Mountain and Tower of Terror. But I decided to take a risk when I saw Shark Reef.
I got in line and picked up my snorkel and scuba mask. Then came the lifeguard's talk, which went something like this;
'Before you go on shark reef, there are some things you need to know. In minutes, you will be swimming with adult sharks and stingrays. Whatever you do don't dive underwater. Breathe normally through the snorkel and pull yourself through the water with your arms. The water is really deep, you will not be able to touch the bottom. You also can't touch the sides of the tank. And the water is very cold. If you get in trouble, lifeguards are ready.'
Ok, great. A set of warnings tailor made for cowards. I can do this. I can do this. I put on my mask and snorkel and was amazed how clearly I could hear my hyperventilating and my heart beating out of my chest. I eased into the water, looked down and yep, sharks. They were right there. Not happy baby sharks but full on grown up sharks. I pulled myself through the water amazed that nothing was separating me from them when I saw something else come into view. Huge stingrays passed less than two feet under me.
Now I'm halfway through the pool, or gauntlet as I called it. Something weird happened. While checking out these sharks and stingrays I was swimming with, I started to enjoy it. My breathing and heart slowed and I started to enjoy this once-in-a-lifetime experience. And then I was at the end. That is when I decided to make it a twice-in-a-lifetime experience. I went to the end of the line and did it all over again. Life it turns out is good.
