This reminded me of a time when I did get a little nervous about sharks.
When I was a little younger and more carefree I was living just outside Tel
Aviv.   Some friends of mine booked a charter trip to go snorkeling with the
sharks in the Red Sea.   These sharks aren't the small ones.
I remember telling them they were out of their freaking minds!!!!   Tell me
where you find them and I won't swim there.
I in the mean time decided the parasailing looked like a good time.   They
take pretty far out and you get a great view.   My boat wandered into
Jordans water and the border patrol chased us out.  So after I recovered
from the whip lash the driver of the boat slows down and starts dunking me
in the water and then lifting me up.   I was beginning to feel a little bit
like a piece of chum.   :)
But I was young enough to think that was pretty cool at the time.
Deb


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