Ohhh, I'm so enjoying this. I agree, the first time you breathe underwater even in a pool is the most amazing revelation. I shouldn't be doing this, but I am. I took a class in college in preparation for 5 weeks on an island in the Exumas. One of the biology professors was an icthyologist and would spend time in the Bahamas during the summer. The summer of '71 he planned to take 8 students and teach two college courses, for which we got credit. It was a private island with just one house and a 'field station' run by Grinnell College. There were a few students from there that were doing independent studies with the goal of getting published, the 10 of us, and a caretaker. The field station had a kitchen, bunkrooms, a laboratory, living room, 2 bedrooms, and an atrium. We took turns cooking and doing chores, going to class and our own projects. The generator was turned off at night. I lost 25 # in those 5 weeks. I t was AWESOME!!!!! We did do some dives off from the island. That's when I found out I could only dive to 25', otherwise my nose would bleed and the others didn't want to be around 'shark bait'. There were mangoe trees and I still have trouble eating a mangoe. There are only so many things you can do with them.