Day 12

This morning I woke up. I went to the ocean's bottom. We went to a little island off of the coast of Las Croabas. After an afternoon of great snorkeling, it was great because I saw and followed a sting ray, I accepted my own challenge. Last time I was on this little island I vowed to swim 40 feet to the bottom of the ocean. Unfortunately my mother got sick in the tossing ocean so I didn't want her to be on a boat any longer than she had to. So today was the day to step up to the challenge I placed in front of myself not 8 months ago. So Mingo drove the boat out to what seemed like the middle of the ocean and stopped. I can't tell you how nervous I was. With all eyes watching and expectations high I exited the small boat into the open ocean. One quick glance down only helped to encourage my fear. The ocean seemed to have no end. I felt like I could swim forever and get nowhere. 40 feet is the average height of a four story building. Long story short, I did it. It seemed like an eternity to the surface. Mingo was very impressed and said that it was definitely deeper than 40 feet. Anyway I had a good day full of distractions. "We had mighty fine weather as a general thing, and nothing ever happened to us at all." -Mark Twain