There's a First Time for Everything

I swam in a cave - a cenote really. A cave by definition is a hollow in the earth, esp. one more or less opening horizontally into a hill or mountain, etc. A cenote is the same - with a twist. The Yucatan is largely a limestone plateau with only a few hills and even fewer rivers. The fresh water moves underground though caves - these caves have been and are the only source of fresh water to life on land. I think I heard there are hundreds of miles of submerged caves and I swam in one - well I spent time in one. The water is refreshingly cool and the depths extreme. Birds and bats fly in and around and scores of people seeking relief from the sun drenched shores and land flock in and join those birds and bats many hoping to spy curious and unsuspecting sea life. On our day at the cenote my family donned snorkels, face masks and flippers -following my dip - I took a book and hugged the rock ledges. Next time - next time? - I'll take the plunge, stay close to someone who loves me and will go the course. But for now I'm happy to say I swam in a cave - a cenote really - and enjoyed every minute of it.