Living water of the Dead Sea
It was the end of January, but the water temperature turned out to be quite acceptable: not that warm, but, as they say in such cases, invigorating. I chuckled cheerfully, dived and made a few energetic strokes. The punishment immediately followed: I was thrown to the surface and turned over like a kayak controlled by an inept hand, and my eyes hurt, as if they had been carried out with sandpaper. I realized that you need to be careful. Still, before me is not the Black Sea or even the Red (Red), through which Moses spent his dry land, but the Dead, which requires a special regime of behavior.
Dense, oversaturated with salt water did not want to accept foreign objects, in this case my body, and elastically pushed them to the surface. It seems to me that with certain skills and hard training, you can learn how to take a couple of steps along the surface of the Dead Sea with a running start. Continue reading