
We swam with whale sharks for the second time last week. It was an amazing and exhilarating experience. I came home and was immediately regretful that I didn’t swim with them every opportunity that presented itself and started to contemplate when I might next be able to swim with the sharks, which is now likely to be next year as the whale shark "season" has ended. The sharks are huge, gentle, amazing, beautiful and the experience is overwhelming, in a really good way. How grateful I feel to be able to have this experience.
Let me set the scene. Boat ride into the Bay. See Whale Sharks. Put on flippers, grab mask and snorkel. Jump off boat. Get bumped by a whale shark. Hyperventilate. Drink salt water. Gather wits. Breathe deeply. Put head under water and start to snorkel with sharks. Shriek through snorkel as one comes so close you can see its pores (okay, I couldn’t really see its pores). Calm down, swim with sharks. Every now and again make sure boat is still in your vicinity. Every now and again make sure spouse is still in your vicinity (in that order….). Swim with sharks until you are exhausted. (Repeat next week??)

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