Diving, that is. I dived twice during my Whitsundays trip, and I loved it, loved it, loved it.
It's so much fun, and so much easier than I expected. Here go the basics:
1. Keep breathing. Remember Darth Vader*? If you sound just like him, you're doing it right.
2. When your ears are in pain, pinch your nose and blow air into them.
3. If you don't move, you sink.
4. Keep your legs straight when you swim. Pedaling doesn't get you anywhere.
And that's it, you're ready to go down there, to fly over the corals, through the caves, if the throngs of colorful fish let you through.
A few of the things I saw:
Yes, it was great. But going in with a group is, still, a pain in the arse. More so when the other members of your group are clumsier than a koala on roller skates and have the same swimming ability as a 300kg block of lard. Diving certification goes on my to-do list.
* Star Wars. Dude in black, oversized helmet, shortage of facial expression. Can't miss him.
