How am I supposed to Breathe with No Air?

All of us survived. It was long, hard, grueling, nigh impossible, but each of us have emerged from the seas victorious divers.

We had an early morning, starting with a gorgeous sunrise around 6. Taking the ferry to St. Peter Island, we met our diving instructors Randy and Camla. Man, looking back, I can hardly believe I was breathing underwater. When we first jumped in, Matt shown at left, all the equipment (probably close to 50 pounds) was constricting, and it may or many not have caused me a moment of panic. However, by the end of the afternoon, we were all able to breathe like fish! More or less... In the deeper part of the beach where we dived, some of us spotted sea life like urchins (very poisonous, do NOT touch), barracuda (can be aggressive, don't wear shiny jewelry like I did..... I'm fine, nothing happened :D), sea cucumbers, and even a stingray! Today was a day for conquering anxiety, I think. For some of us, we faced claustrophobia, panic, loss of control, and other things to put us waaayy out of our comfort zone.

During our break, we walked over to a scenic beach that resembled a Sandals Resort brochure. Oh man, how beautiful! I think I'm going to run out of adjectives to describe the vistas here. Hopefully you'll get an idea. The sand tends to be pervasive, however. After a shower and bath, I'm still finding sand on my scalp. Maybe too much detail, but hey, I have to give y'all an idea of what we're experiencing.

We haven't had much interaction with the locals yet. But tomorrow night, I think the plan is to go salsa dancing at a local hotel where lessons are given by an instructor. I love dancing, so I'm very pumped to go! Before all of that, though, comes open water dives from a boat... into the ocean... So, if you think about it, shoot up a prayer for all of us for safety and tranquility.