We went on a catamaran boat tour in Varadero, Cuba, this past Xmas. We were first taken out to a concrete pen in the middle of the ocean to swim with some dolphins. I’m not a bleeding heart animal activist, but that whole experience felt wrong. It was also a case of false advertising. A dolphin did some tricks for us and we got to touch it, but we never got in the water and swam with it. After that we stopped at a coral reef for some snorkelling.
Everyone put on a small floatation belt, masks and snorkels were handed out, and we jumped off the end of the boat after receiving not a word instruction. We just jumped into the water, the warmest ocean water I’ve ever been in.
This is the part where I nearly died.
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