As much as I love the underwater life, I didn’t have any previous experience with diving because it kind of scares me. I’ve probably mentioned before that I have a fear of drowning in the sea due to a stint in my teenage years – so to be honest, I was kind of nervous doing this. My boyfriend convinced me to try it at least once, and since we were staying at the lovely Kiwi Dive resort on Siquijor (where we could go dive just in front of where we stayed) I decided to take the plunge (I’m sorry, it seems I can never resist a lame word pun). After going over the basics and some initiation – it’s weird getting used to breathing underwater despite my mermaid aspirations – we went deeper and deeper to explore the underwater life.
Was it beautiful? Yes, for sure! Was I chill about it? Nope, not really. One of the most important aspects of diving is remaining calm, even when you might be freaking out. Even though I never felt really unsafe (despite encounters with an extremely poisonous sea snake), I have to admit there was a certain uneasiness I couldn’t quite shake off. After being underwater for about an hour, I was definitely ready to go back up and feel the comforting sand between my toes again. But all in all I’m certainly happy I tried it at least once, I’m just not sure if I will do it again. I think I’ll stick to snorkeling with turtles for now.