Before I knew it, my hand was in his, and together we kicked and swam as fast as we could to catch the rest of the group, already swimming alongside the shark. Less than 10 seconds later, after we caught glimpses of its massive body beneath the surface, the shark left us all behind as it sped away, but the adventure wasn't over.
As a group, we headed in the general direction it had gone, and moments later it changed course and turned back toward us. Mario's enthusiasm was almost too much for me as we trailed the shark just a bit too close for comfort. Water is a natural magnifier - need I say more?
I swam with my hand in Mario's and my head above water most of the time for fear of seeing the speckled beast that seemed close enough to touch below the surface. Every time I peeked into the water to see the shark, I became a screaming, hyperventilating, laughing mess.
I don't know how I could have expected anything different, but having a close-up view of a giant shark fin underwater was just about all I could handle.
After we spent a couple of minutes spastically flapping along next to the graceful creature, it again sped away, leaving our group of bobbing heads hooting and hollering as if our team had just won the Super Bowl.