OKINAWA O-KI-NA-WA Day dos
The best part of a beach day is 5 pm, after soaking up a full day of sun, embracing waves, reading a book, catching a cat nap, you feel such calmness, most people have left, the sun begins to set, maybe you crack open that last corona and enjoy the changing of the sky from blue to orange...
I have that feeling now, no beach today, but as I sit on our deck, looking over the ocean, I feel serene and mellow
Clark Griswold aka my father woke me up at 6 am today, although I went to bed last night at 1030, I still would of appreciated at least an hour more of sleep. You see back in Akita I don't sleep for various reasons, and I have about 127 days of sleep to catch up on, but hell whats another day. My dad had stretched , did laps, and showered all by the time I finally rolled out of bed, we had an 8 am cab to catch so this gave me an hour for breakfast.
Buffets are usually for extremely large people, the elderly, people that have large appetites either naturally or chemically induced and nascar fans...I don't go to the Sizzler unless my grandparents drag me there. However the breakfast buffet at the Grand Mer was well...Grand. A fine concoction of Japanese breakfast and American breakfast!
Headed down to go scuba diving at 815, with some misdirection by the cab driver we just barely made it there by 9, this scuba shop looked like Jimmy Buffett had worked there before Margariataville changed his life...It was a dive shop in both senses of the word and extremely cool. We were met by Toyo who told us “lets dive” I have never been scuba diving and might of snorkeled in the kiddie pool when I was five. My dad had been scuba diving when he was 16 which basically means he had never been scuba diving either.
We were the only two in the intro group and the advanced group was filled with marines and ex military. (There are a lot of bases in Okinawa, ill refrain from saying much more).
Here was our intro class....Toyo says “ok you breath through this , don't stop breathing underwater, when your ears pop , hold your nose, if your not ok go like this...(he waves his hand). Ok thats it, lets dive)”
Uh ok...I mean maybe this was easier than I thought, seemed like the intro class would be more...Introduction, the ins and outs of putting on a wetsuit, how the tank works, what to expect, am I going to die type questions...
So here was my feeling going into scuba diving, it will be cool something to tell the grand kids about, will my heart explode?, how far will we go down... i hope way far, my dad doesn't seem nervous, i should of taken a Xanax
I ve paraglided in the Keys, bungee jumped into the Nile and now scuba dived in Okinawa, and this was by far the coolest fucking experience ever. I cant put it into words and did not have a water proof camera... But if you have been to an aquarium think of the coolest exhibit there then imagine diving 29 feet below the ocean and witnessing that exhibit yourself, swimming with the fish amongst the coral reef. We were down for half an hour and I could of spent another four , I am addicted never thought of scuba diving as an interest, but when I live near an ocean, I am becoming certified, when I come here next summer, I am visiting Toyo and going for seconds. Big shout out to Reef Encounters!
Merry xmas pops hope you enjoyed your scuba present
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