One of my most memorable trips was back in 2003, when I went on a spiritual adventure to Hawaii. I’m not much of a swimmer (and I’m terrified of being near sharks!), but I got to snorkel just about every day, in the company of fish of all sorts, and many schools of wild dolphins.
The most magical part, though, was probably the night swim with manta rays. Divers attach lights to the bottom of a particular bay, which attracts plankton. If you’re lucky, the mantas then come to feed on the plankton.
We were lucky. 5 or 6 mantas (it’s hard to keep track in the dark waters!) performed a ballet just under my nose, doing belly rolls to scoop dinner into their maws.
It left me speechless.