SCUBA: because breathing above water isn’t good enough.

NOTE: This is a series where I make myself do stuff in the name of community, friendship, and connection. “Loneliness is a silent killer” and all that.

SCUBA stands for Silly Cuz U Breathe Air.

PRO: Quiet group activity with more hand signals than chitchat.

CON: Not breathing will kill you.

I have an odd assortment of gifted gear from when I almost took this class a few years ago: the world’s largest dive computer watch, a wet/dry bag, some booties, a balaclava mask and a lightweight full body-onesie thing.

Won’t I just sink? What’s actually going on here?

The class is January 24th. Assuming I can pass the test and make myself flood a perfectly good mask, I’ll spend the 25th and 26th playing charades while breathing underwater.

I'm Erin and I'm living my best post-divorce life through solo travel. Based in Florida, I balance writing and parenting with being socially awkward and getting overexcited about pens.

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