For the first time in my life, I splurged on a new bikini with no shopper's remorse. Why? My husband, Rob, and I had signed up to swim with sharks, a popular tourist excursion in Bora Bora. I figured if I was going to get eaten (there are no cages, fyi), I should at least be in a hot suit.
So here's how the big day went down: Our loincloth-ed, ukulele-playing guide, Scilly (pronounced silly—yes, silly), picked us up from our resort, along with three other petrified couples. The boat powered outside the lagoon into open sea, where we dropped anchor in about 25 feet of water. Scilly tossed in bread to attract triggerfish, which attract you-know-whats. Like magic, they appeared just below the surface: four-foot-long black-tip reef sharks. Scilly jumped in. Then me. Then Rob. (I went first—hah!)
What's it like? No joke, you're not afraid—you're awed. The sharks are surprisingly not scary, because they're just not into you. (And I wore my new suit and everything!) They're into the fish, and since your human bod is a big unknown, they stay a healthy distance away.
After 20 minutes, Rob and I got out to adjust our masks (tip one: pack your own for comfort); ditch our flippers (tip two: they're unnecessary); and scream, "Oh, my God, this is fun! We get why everyone does this!" And then we dove back in for a second swim with our new finned friends.
*To start planning your trip, visit Air Tahiti Nui.
Half-day semiprivate trips from all resorts, $120 per person, Temanava Tours.*
Like that photo? That's me, in my hot blue bikini, swimming with sharks in Bora Bora—sans cage!
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