perhentian 3
yes, i’m still here. today some guests checked in that i’d love to tell you about, but to stay safe i’m leaving the details until i’m far, far away.
also today, i went on my first scuba dive. i thought it would be like snorkeling, and at first it was except for the noise of the exhalation. bubbles framing my face, i descended with the three others. even though we only went to 6 metres, it was just different. i don’t think there’s anything i can compare it to, and it’s hard to explain. underwater, I breathe differently: about half the speed as on the surface. looking up at the waves from underneath was unnerving.
more on this later. i’m really tired out from being inundated with the dangers of decompression sickness.
Half a metre below sea level is about as much pressure as I’d ever want.
The Parenthian Islands sound paradisal, even with suspect guests.
Vancouver still lovely, troubled, and hopeful– eyes of the world on it or not.
Miss you.