The 
last recorded dolphin message was misinterpreted as an attempt to do a triple backward somersault through a hoop while whistling the Star – Spangled Banner… ~ Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy
Six days before the end of my contract, when my mind is shorting out from exhaustion and I’m honestly starting to wonder if I can pull myself through this last week (we just got out of those advanced health protocols, but not before they took their toll on everyone) – the universe sends me the chance to swim with the dolphins.
I’d been meaning to do this for years actually, but the timing never works out, and the last time we were in Cabo and it might have (that would be almost three years ago now), I got distracted by drama and hurricanes and an Irish pub (don’t ask, or go ahead ask, but I won’t tell!) – but this year it dropped in my lap as an afternoon tour at a crew rate, which in this case amounted to a substantial discount – and I needed it, so I was one of the first to sign up.
Our dolphin’s name was Renoir, (there was one dolphin to every seven people), and though I know the trainer introduced himself his name completely slips my mind. Besides, the dolphins were definitely the stars of the day, despite the fact that their trainers work just as hard – a joint effort if ever I saw one. Dolphins are amazingly intelligent animals, you can see it in their eyes, and I swear sometimes they are laughing at us.
So, I can now add “riding a dolphin” to the list of awesome things I have done in my life. Yup, they let us ride them! Well, not so much ride as be pulled a long by. I had no idea how strong dolphins were, of course, I don’t weigh much, so when I wrapped my hands around Renoir’s dorsal fin and he took off I was more worried about being left behind than anything else! But it was an amazingly smooth ride, I’m convinced that the dolphins can sense when someone is nervous and are gentler with them as a result. At least that’s how it seemed.
The whole thing made me remember the vague stories and legends I’ve heard about dolphins rescuing people who are lost at sea and such. I can see that happening somehow.
Almost needless to say, all that time in the salt water, surrounded by creatures who can’t help but seem perpetually happy, did me a world of good. While I’m still tired, I’m not that horrific drained-to-the-bone exhausted that has been consuming me from the inside out for the past week or so.
This is most definitely a good thing.