I’ve invited bloggers to tell me about their fearful adventures. It could be something epic, like circling the globe on a rusty unicycle, or something creative, like starting work on a novel. There are only two conditions: 1. It inspires you, 2. It scares you.
Is it possible to learn to scuba dive when you have a shark phobia? In Koh Tao, Thailand, I take the plunge to find out.
Why should we face up to our fears? For as long as I can remember, I’ve been afraid of the ocean. Living with this fear isn’t much of a burden, unless…
Some say those who journey into dangerous places are ‘stupid’ and I won’t argue with that description. ‘Nuts’ is another popular adjective, and ‘crazy douche bag’ packs a nice punch, don’t you think? I admit that I’m all of those things. But I’m also a big coward.