The reefs and corals were magnificent in their splendour of
striking colours and effervescent consistency. Most of them emulate the shape
of rose bouquets. You’d feel as if you were strolling through a Victorian-themed
garden, except you were gliding through the air. Au naturel and gorgeous -- a
gift to the eyes. Flower decorators, you should feel ashamed, and you should feel bad. :P
I had a great time practising my buoyancy here, without the need for sea urchins to discourage me from hitting the seabed. This next picture was taken seconds after I’d posed for the camera upside down, so Jasmine thinks I freaked out after colliding with the reefs.
Truth be told, I was more afraid of damaging them than getting injured. And besides, if you notice my posture, I was spreading out my surface resistance so the drag of the water would hold me up. Advanced diver for the win! Oh, I’m so good.
My buddy and her shenanigans. Is anyone else strongly reminded of that one episode from How I met Your Mother, where Robin gets drunk and starts floating horizontally across the screen?
Just your average, everyday diver ballerina.
My |
School of fish that we all unanimously wanted to swim into |
Sights are meant to be seen. The only time they’re not is
when you avert your eyes.
Hey there, little guy! |
Angelfish, checked! |
And contending for the Fashion Award of the Year are these nominees…
I can honestly say I have never seen a fish with this much swag:
#swagfish |
Scale coat. Because fur coats are too mainstream. |
After paying a visit to Spongebob, we did a crossover to Nemo’s place.
We were extremely lucky in our encounters of the aquatic kind, since we saw a gambolling sea turtle,
SEA TURTLE |
Such grace, such form! Such... turtle-like brilliance! |
a white tip shark that thankfully didn’t have an appetite for humans, since I was bleeding a little from brushing against a coral,
and a stingray that almost ambushed us.
Silent Hill, underwater edition |
Evening chillaxation at the Tulamben patio while waiting for the night dive. I don't have such feminine legs, in case you were wondering.
The night dive team line-up.
Lightworks: the accidental recreation of the majestic, translucent northern lights in the dusk waters.
Bravo! We found the floor! |
I believe this was our visual when the instructor plugged his torchlight into the seabed, beaming a streak of light through the thick, dense darkness of the ocean.
Later, he gestured to us to switch off our torches and move vigorously, creating little ‘sparks’ that twinkled in the pitch black. Essentially, this was pretty much like producing stars in the wake of our movements, which surrounded us like some kinda Disney pixie dust thing.
Photo by Google Image |
I wish Jas had taken a picture of it, but it was probably
too amazing a sight to be distracted from. This glowing process is actually brought
on by planktons that emit light when disturbed, to warn other creatures to
their existence or to attract their predators’ predators.
The official term for it is “bioluminescence”, which literally means life light. How cool is that? Needless to say, I had to fend off a horde of sea serpents and
flesh-eating mermaids before the others knew what had happened. So in your face,
planktons!
Speckled with silt,water droplets and maybe some bioluminescence |
White water rafting
Jas had to choose the class 3
river, the most difficult course in the area. I think I did pretty well for
myself. YM thinks I skipped out on rowing, but I had the oar most of the time,
even after we capsized. YES, WE DID. :D
Me is so Spartan |
While I was preoccupied with seeing my
life flash before my eyes because we were about to land on some very hard rocks
and rapid water, Jas’s instincts kicked in. The first thing she does is smile ever so widely when her bf backrolls into the surging currents.
Oh, I've never seen her so happy hahaha |
If you check out my collage below, you can see that I held my breath and used my arm to push myself away from the rocks.
Surprisingly but maybe so not surprisingly, we were all f**king
silent throughout the whole ordeal. Like, totally stumped, balls stuck in our
throats. It is only in certain parts of your life, in all-or-nothing situations,
that time seems to slow momentarily. If you’ve been on a roller coaster, recall
the apprehensive chugging of the ride just before it freefalls down at that 90
degree angle. Now, multiply the scare factor by about 7.
Thanks to that, I got some quick thinking in and realised I
wasn’t about to sacrifice my arm, so instead, I bet on my helmet-clad head to
cushion the blow. BAM. Booyah!
While Jas and I were trapped underneath the raft, my first
thought was that I’d been concussed, since our visions had been reduced to darkness. Okay... maybe I’m a tad melodramatic but that’s what makes me fun. ;) ‘Nuff said.
It's also come to my recent revelation hat Jas had stuck out her foot in the hopes of alerting
someone to our situation. Whether it’s hitchhiking or being trapped below a flipped
over raft, raising a leg has always worked wonders for the female species.
The instructor, however, saw fit the rescue the other bumbling duo who were being swept down further. The other guy admitted later on he had just given up on swimming to wait until his head hit land or something. Helmet-heads think alike, I suppose.
In a related incident, my
China-made slippers had been stolen by the rapids; not much of a loss, really.
But it was very painful walking through the jagged rocks back to the
boat. It felt like stomping on broken glass barefoot, pushing down with your weight and
strength on it so you wouldn’t get washed off by the waves. THE PAIN. That is my OMG-IT-HURTS face.
:o YM lost his footwear too, he can vouch for my suffering.
Ok, I'm fessin' up. Jas and I fell overboard TWICE. Hahaha. But that's only because the side we were on impacted something so hard and threw us out of the boat. Here is a POV, albeit shaky, footage of it. Skip to 04:13 for our man overboard experience:
Don't you dare judge my camera skills, I had my hands full trying to survive xD
Apparently, the course wasn’t done with us; we had to survive a gazillion metre drop via a waterfall. Our instructor was having the time of his life, it seems. FOR SPARTA.
Now, let's immerse in some beautiful, mellow ambience to calm our tits. Honestly, the topography of the area is almost paradise-like.
Rafting under fresh waterfalls always keeps us hydrated |
Charging headlong into the great unknown! |
Finally, I shall end off here with but a small morsel of the grand, final night’s feast prepared by
the villa’s employees.
The prawns were specially handpicked by us during our dives,
which makes them so fresh.
Jk. All ingredients were bought by the staff. Nice people on the whole. Very satisfying finale.
Each person's portion of steak |
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Oops, we forgot the pictures
of the beer and liquor. And how I almost drunk-fell into the pool. Oh well. BARLEYYYY.
Diving photographs: courtesy of Jasmine. More of the technical details about the trip on her blog: primadonnaballerina.wordpress.com
1 comment:
why did you have to zoom in on my face??? But truth be told, I don't remember smiling that widely either.
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