I'm absolutely terrified of the ocean. Being stung by an alien-looking creature (blue bottle) at 6 years old solidified the idea that the ocean is home to many weird looking creatures that I'd rather just avoid.
So baffled by my decision to take up scuba diving, I somehow stuck through the course. I've been a certified scuba diver for a year but hadn't dived in the ocean... That's until I arrived in Bali and went scuba diving in Padang Bai. I booked through @neptunedivingbali , by the way... They have amazing staff, killer donuts and fantastic facilities. Did I mention that they have yummy donuts?
Anyway, so there I am falling backwards into the water from the boat and my eyes first see the fishes down below. THAT'S when it all makes sense.
Swimming down and being surround by hundreds of different coloured fish. Some are hiding in the coral, some are looking for food, some are just chilling mid 'air'. It's a whole different world down there. Seeing a Sting Ray was the highlight. Hidden in the sand hoping I won't spot it. I did. The majestic Ray just swam away.
I got stung by Plankton on my neck. Yes, you did read that correctly. I have the battle scars to prove it. It itched so badly and I had red marks all over my neck. Clearly I have a sign on me that says "STING ME!" when I'm in the ocean.
Regardess, I'd go back in a heartbeat.
I bought a silver choker with a Sting Ray on it (made by the Balinese people) to remind me of my first scuba dive. And I haven't taken it off since. - 23 minutes ago