on how your servant, is actually a merman who dwells among you mortals.
When I was a baby, say my mother sang the song made famous by Rigo Tovar. The legendary piece: "The Little Mermaid."
This clever and deep lyrics (?), Talking about a guy who while diving in the bottom of the ocean, is found (and fell in love) a beautiful mermaid. Asked for her hand, I imagine that the pope of the siren must have been a dead fish, and they married on the beaches of Caleta. Can not imagine anyone contracting marriage in a more horrible, but remember we talked about Rigo Tovar and therefore undisputed king of all nacos. God rest his glory.
The reason that the author of my days, decided that this was the appropriate song for this writer as a baby, I always had been totally unknown. However, I must clarify that actually, I'm a mermaid.
My mother never learned to swim and therefore decided that I happen to infants two, Olympic swimmer immediately. A year and a half of life was when I went to my first swimming lesson and since then, I love swimming and water deeply, the sea and all that emanates from them. I've always thought of myself as a being, forged in the depths and born of a sea shell, but not with the same grace of Botticelli's Venus. Always I wondered why the said Venus, do not bring sand to the legs, ears and water is not rolling over a wave. I guess that is one of the advantages of being a god.
When now our temporary stay in Cancún, I had the opportunity to dive for the first time, I thought it was an experience not to be missed. So after a "free lesson" in the pool of our prison of five stars, I decided it was time to return to the depths of that years ago, no doubt left that world and explore like no other, that the sea hides for the few adventurous we decided to descend and for the few viewers of the Discovery Channel.
My partner, aka Penelope, began acting as if I were embarking Ulysses to Ithaca from that told him my decision. He was immediately brushed away the milk and you inChina further if its already curly hair.
However, I must admit that I supported and respected the decision of going to sea, with another group of Americans quite crude and a Russian. It is always important in these dangerous missions bring a Russian, remember well that my dear students, are highly disciplined people, technologically advanced and benefit the company. Furthermore, most of the time bring vodka.
For my other colleagues, I must say the rest the road will be a drag for us seasoned sailors and divers. Because as I mentioned, the day before had put up the flip flops and secure it to the dive, just are not going to give.
Leading the expedition was the patient Jaime "The Diver" and our joyful and passionate videographer. Both infants also at the bottom of the sea and sunburned in Cancun. The Mexican. She French. We
kind of rigor that would allow us to immerse ourselves in the realm of Poseidon. We put the spandex costumes with which we seemed to "X Men", furnished us, certainly we pay, because nothing in life is free and we were ready. Which was not ready was the ship and the captain, which I had fallen asleep out there on a reef. Finally awoke the captain, but it turned out we had to go there and if you have to go to a boat that is at sea, it is best to do it with style. So we address several jet skis and went thither.
I really had to take me to the videographer and that started our romance, to the disapproving look of my rueful Penelope. We reached our boat, called "Sorcerer" and I must clarify that although the name is suggestive and mystical hear, there is none. It's a pretty piligüija dinghy, which serves only to carry and bring divers. When we come to it, began the arduous preparation for a successful dive, but that then the story.
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