Water and Light

At the end of this year, the Tropical Biology class is headed to Indonesia for three weeks of scuba diving, snorkling, volcanic hiking, and chasing small, rabid monkeys through the jungle. Yes, we'll be doing learning-oriented stuff, but still. Three. Weeks. Of. Sun. And. Ocean. Pure magic, right there.
I think that, if I had my own choice, I would never leave the water. We've stayed at a hotel for the past two nights, and the indoor pool was like the icy kiss of death. And I loved it. The hot-tub was so very very warm, and I loved it. And this morning, when the sun was just streaming through the large glass walls, it caught the ripples and made them dance across the floor of the pool. And just like a two year old, I was totally enthralled with those ripples of light across my fingers. It's the only time I've ever been able to hold sunlight in the palms of my hands.
It made me think of Puerto Rico, and the first time (only time, so far) that I've been snorkling on a reef. The interplay of underwater light is like nothing I've ever seen, and it's beautiful. I wouldn't mind staying there for the rest of my life.
Granted, said life would be about four minutes long, and after the first minute and a half I don't think it would be very enjoyable. You know, drowning and all.
But still. It's lovely and I wish I could take everybody to Indonesia with me. If anyone needs 3 more biology credits...who knows? Snyder might let you in.