It comes from a Greek morning. At the foot of Oia, Santorini. I think that was the first swim of the summer 2013. 200 meters down a path in the red cliff, you reach luminous waters.
The volcanic wall dominates you with all its mass and sinks towards the depths of the Caldera. This makes the first dive a bit intimidating. And then quickly, the pleasure of the water that wraps the body, the clouds of carefree colorful fishes. We forget the abyss and we fly. We felt very low five minutes ago. We suddenly feel very high. And we love it.