The Red Sea

Moses parted it.

I snorkel in it.

Maybe not so dramatic as Moses' feat, but certainly a small-scale miracle.

I might have rented a life-jacket (I don't swim), and I may or may not have held hands with a male classmate to alleviate some juvenile fears of drowning (or maybe just for the sake of holding hands), but there you have it.

The Kshh-pfshh Darth Vader breathing filled my ears, and I felt a keen sense of aloneness. Just me and the ocean. Strange how reverent a crowded sea can be.