In the shallow water, about two feet, there were schools of fish who swirled around me as I entered and exited the Red Sea. Slipping your fins on and off is the most awkward moment. You’re sitting there trying to get balanced as the gentle waves challenge you. The fish swarm in to investigate. Luckily I’m too big to be fish food. And I don’t think that they consider me one of them. It’s neat to be in the goldfish bowl.