The Story So Far ...

We said farewell to our work friends at the RSPCA and BBC on 14 September, farewell to our families on 3 October, and set off for Africa to save cheetahs, decorate school buildings, and look around a bit. After a trip home for Christmas, we headed for South East Asia on 6 January -- where we were stunned by Qatar and Cambodia, taught novice monks in Laos, and acted as security guards at an Elephant Festival. It was back home for four weeks to look after John's dad, before we tangoed our way through five South American countries in fifteen days. We then snooped our way through New Zealand, dipped our toes into Fiji, drove-thru California and were home from home with family in Vancouver.

Now, we are home itself. Fulfilled, happy, and ready to earn the respect of our friends and family by knuckling down and earning some money once again ...

Monday, 16 May 2011

Down Under, Down Under 2: Over the Moon Underwater

Doors to manual

My boyhood dream has been to fly.  Quite literally.  Even as a man, I sometimes awake with memories of a thrilling landing, wings almost touching the mountains, skyscrapers inches from their tips.

This morning my dream came true, with a cannister of compressed air on my back to fuel my underwater flight.  Beneath me, peaks and hills, mountains and valleys of coral, harlequin forests.  Craggy cliffs reared to the right, ledges to the left.  The craters assumed the shadows of the moon on a sunny day.  I soared and dipped amongst the curious fish, my arms outstretched like a sacrifice to Neptune.  Above me, the coppery lid of the sea's surface, a comforting sky to this new world of scuba diving that Henry and I had invaded with a splash.

After thirty minutes our instructor tapped his depth-metre to signal it was time to ascend to our world above.   How I longed to stay!  But Henry and I are agreed: we will return.  And  next time I dream my dream, perhaps I'll have a smiling Nemo at my side.

John

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