The Three Lies Of Utila

The only problem with Utila was that I just couldn’t bring myself to leave.  It was a silent dawn on the jetty. The water was stock still, the hammock only rocked slightly and the air hung motionless, waiting to be heated by the rising sun behind me. It was the moment I realised that real…

The Benefits Of Becoming A Scuba Diver

The only sound is my heart beating into my full, heavy ears as I glide weightlessly through my slippery surroundings, guided only by the beam of a flashlight. The sense of space is endless and the world I recognise drifts further away with each meter I descend. Above me, ethereal bodies swirl, silhouetted against an otherworldly haze.…