The turquoise waters glistened invitingly. As I gazed at the endless ocean expanse before me, my heart fluttered with excitement and dread. With flippers already on and goggles snuggly fitted into my face, I closed my eyes and carefully slid off the ship and in the warm waters below. The water felt like a silk against the skin. I really could feel the rhythm of the currents as they pushed against my body.I was completely under water when I opened my eyes once more and was greeted with gentle sunlight filtering through. With my back towards the ship, I found my first coral reef in front of me, innumerable kinds of coral in differing colors and shapes and sizes, the whole region teeming with life.
I was completely enthralled. I kicked my flippers softly and drifted a little closer. Small tropics fish in every color imaginable were swimming in and out from the world crevices, pops of yellow and orange and purple and even rainbow gliding gently along. Royal blue starfish were closely attached to rocks on the sea floor. The bright coloration, striking patterns, and views around me were surreal. Suddenly, out of nowhere, it seemed, a few hundred fish appeared and started to dance around me. Found myself circling these seas monsters and admiring their beauty. The reef I researched that afternoon in Underwater Paradise in Wakatobi is at the edge of a huge shelf and many times I found myself drifting outaway from the colourful reef in the dark blue waters.
This is where the scuba divers went down and explored. There is an indescribable mysterious about the profound, the uncommon and unique critters waiting to be discovered, the amount of control one has to have down there. I afterwards saw diving footage from the place: turtles, shipwrecks, monsters straight out of The Twilight Zone, bewitching to say the least, and it was then that I was motivated to learn how to dive. Next time I am back in Wakatobi, I wish to not only explore the reefs near the surface, but also explore the mysterious depths below as well. After that afternoon, after I’d finished snorkelling and returned to the ship, I filled my face with yummy pisang goreng which was served fresh on board.
Pisang goreng is a Indonesian snack made of deep fried bananas and it was covered in pieces of chocolate. Then, with a happy bellies, we headed back to the hotel, a rustic and charming place, located on the beaches of a scenic tropical island. I proceeded to enjoy the sun soaked, golden beaches and kick back with a cold drink. After several snorkelling adventures in Wakatobi within the following days, it never lost its novelty. The wonders I beheld beneath the surface will be forever etched in my memory. While I just explored the island of Wangi this timeI find myself having dreams about returns to this area to check some of the others islands.