Scuba Trip

May 22, 1994 is my 9th birthday. My mother and my father decided to take a boat trip to the Bahamas. We went to one of the carnival cruise ships. This ship is the largest ship I have ever seen. When we took a cruise, I noticed that there are many rooms and shops. My favorite room is the games room, but as you enter the game room, there are lots of games, there seem to be hundreds of games. Since I got bored, I left. When I returned to our room, my father was thinking about diving.

I remember having dive for the first time. That was the summer of 2002. My father, his two friends, Mark and Bob, I went to a diving trip with a group of scuba divers in San Carlos, Mexico from June 21 to 29. June 22 was a beautiful day. The temperature is about 90 degrees and it is very sunny. I took a big scuba diving boat, captain and co-captain with the other eight divers. - 33 feet tall, overlooking the water, trying to determine whether this skill can make a diver successful in his or her career is a painful experience. He jumps, spins, plays and rushes towards a ruthless head at 62 miles per hour. When he entered the water, the diver made a loud noise. In order to feel as usual, he was prepared to applaud or snore mentally, so he disappeared into dark water.

A few years ago, I saw a movie based on a true story about a man and a woman trapped in a sea of ​​water that a shark was flooded during a holiday trip on vacation. They were waiting for someone to realize that they were missing and they wanted to be saved. They spent hours living in cold water, a night came and a storm came. They could no longer see each other and the waves were threatened to overwhelm them. The woman said to the man who began to fall: "You keep going! Do not steal me from here! You promise me, you will stick with it!"