Swimming with sharks (not the businessmen type)
These are pictures from my second dive (yes, as in 1,2). So when i stepped off the boat and saw myself sinking into the image you see below, i realized that i did not want to be going where i was headed. Sinking like a brick and could not remember how to slow down or preferably stop altogether. If you are wondering why I did this, my dear husband talked me into getting certified in scuba so I could videotape him sketching live sharks. I'm starting to think I'm "certified" but not necessarily in the scuba sense. At least Mark had an excuse - there will be an editorial and photos about him sketching the sharks in one of the top dive magazines, which will be great publicity for his Aquasketch invention. I must say, being in an environment where you are suddenly hyper-aware that you are part of the food chain (and not at the top) gives one an interesting perspective on life..and its alternative. from now on, when I'm feeling the need to ponder life and death issues, i'll go sit in a corner and meditate on my navel.
When Mark announces we're going to the Bahamas, I envisioned pina coladas with colored umbrellas...whats wrong with this picture?