My recent post on Boracay really got me thinking (yet again) how horrible it is to be in “paradise” and nary a happy fish (or even a fish!) to be found underwater.

And then I realised I haven’t ever posted on this blog  my days of playing Fish Whisperer in Bora Bora. They were one of the happiest, friendliest fish encounters I’ve ever had

and it’s not just the tiny fishes either

It’s a good life when the fish are happy….