So, we thought that it would be a good idea to swim with sharks.
Woah, woah, don't freak out. They weren't those really big sharks. With like, 6 inch teeth. And cold dead eyes that look down into the depths of your soul and bleed malevolence into the core of your being.
No, these were those really cute sharks that would only be able to, like, disarm you (in the literal sense of the word. Or maybe disleg you. Is that a word?). Either way, they weren't really big.
So, we went on a shark dive. On a shark dive, you get your scuba gear on, and then go to the bottom, hold on to a little rock, and then don't move a muscle as if your life depended on it, because it probably does.
No one has ever died on one of these shark dives, but there's a first time for everything. I'd also like to point out that the three guides are all in chain-mail shark protective suit things, while we were all in squishy wetsuits.
Here's a video of a part of it…..The shark only hit the camera once in this clip….
It was AWESOME!
Corey, Aaron, Katie & Kim