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Apr. 19th, 2006 01:29 pm( One week and one week and a day ago, I was swimming through the sea... )
The really most awesomest thing ever about my trip happened one week ago today: ( SHARK CAGE DIVING! )
The only problem with these two blissful days of water play was the mal de mer my brother and I both caught on the tripp to the shark cage. These were some choppy seas, 4-6 ft. swells. In the shark cage, I banged every part of my body into the thing. If you let go of the cage, it would come roiling back to wallop you good for your carelessness. Even when holding on, you might take a few bumps. So, I learned to hold on.
The problem with that was that trying to stay straight while the ocean bumped up and down meant seasickness and lots of it. I vomited about three times into the water, which, well, at least I got to practice how to do that with a mask and snorkel on, so, should the problem ever arise again while diving, I know what to do, how to get air without getting water when I'm finished, etc. But lordy, was that not fun. It didn't nearly ruin my trip, not by a longshot, but it took some hours to get my stomach righted (strangely, McDonald's fries helped after I took some dramamine to settle my stomach).
My brother was worse off than me, poor thing, but Aimee managed to be one of two out of a party of six (not including the tour guys) who didn't purge. So, not only was she perfectly okay with the sharkies, she didn't end up voiding her breakfast into the water (she did end up with some on her bathing suit--yuckie, sorry about that!). Ugh, I'm dizzy and uncomfortable now just thinking about how bad that was...
( Oh, and I went diving, too! )
( Where have all the corals gone? )
I love playing in the water. I wish everyone else could play in the water, too. But at this rate... ::le sigh::
The really most awesomest thing ever about my trip happened one week ago today: ( SHARK CAGE DIVING! )
The only problem with these two blissful days of water play was the mal de mer my brother and I both caught on the tripp to the shark cage. These were some choppy seas, 4-6 ft. swells. In the shark cage, I banged every part of my body into the thing. If you let go of the cage, it would come roiling back to wallop you good for your carelessness. Even when holding on, you might take a few bumps. So, I learned to hold on.
The problem with that was that trying to stay straight while the ocean bumped up and down meant seasickness and lots of it. I vomited about three times into the water, which, well, at least I got to practice how to do that with a mask and snorkel on, so, should the problem ever arise again while diving, I know what to do, how to get air without getting water when I'm finished, etc. But lordy, was that not fun. It didn't nearly ruin my trip, not by a longshot, but it took some hours to get my stomach righted (strangely, McDonald's fries helped after I took some dramamine to settle my stomach).
My brother was worse off than me, poor thing, but Aimee managed to be one of two out of a party of six (not including the tour guys) who didn't purge. So, not only was she perfectly okay with the sharkies, she didn't end up voiding her breakfast into the water (she did end up with some on her bathing suit--yuckie, sorry about that!). Ugh, I'm dizzy and uncomfortable now just thinking about how bad that was...
( Oh, and I went diving, too! )
( Where have all the corals gone? )
I love playing in the water. I wish everyone else could play in the water, too. But at this rate... ::le sigh::