post-panic

I said yes, before we even took the trip. I said yes to snorkeling on an unknown shore, being brave and all and pretending to not be afraid of drowning.

There was some hyperventilating (on my part), and a lot of nudging and pleading (that would be Greg) especially after the warnings before we got in the water about being dashed on the lava rocks and/or coral, but I launched myself off the back of the sailboat just the same.

I know this is a given for many people, but for me, somewhat water phobic? It was a huge thing.

Lisa and Greg, post-snorkel, mid-burn (and coached to play tourist)

I'm glad I took the plunge.