Dive into the heart of the Pacific: 72 hours of magical underwater dialogue in Guam

Standing on the crystal-clear waters of Tumon Bay in Guam, the sun shines down, reflecting off my mask. As I gently bite on my regulator, time seems to stand still for this magical journey. Beneath my feet, the mysterious seabed formed by 200 million years of coral deposits. This is no ordinary dive, but a dreamlike deep-sea adventure that transcends time and space. Blue Grotto: A sacred dive into the interplay of light and shadow The entrance to the Blue Grotto in Talofofo Pool is like a beautiful palette accidentally knocked over by God. The deep cobalt blue seawater at a depth of 15 meters weaves a dreamlike vortex of light. I slowly descend along the volcanic rock crevices, and groups of jackfish weave a flowing dome painting above my head. The ancient navigation totem of the Chamorro people is faintly visible on the rock wall, as if telling the stories of the past. When sunlight penetrates the 37-meter-deep underwater cave and refracts into a dreamlike halo among the stalactites, I feel like I have stepped into the mysterious sanctuary of the tree of souls in Avatar, surrounded by sacred light, and my heart is purified in this wonderful light and shadow. Wreck Museum: A collision of war and life The Tokyo Express wreck of 1944 lies quietly at a depth of 60 meters, like a silent witness to history. The rusty cannon barrels are entwined with vibrant soft corals, as if they were a unique garment worn by the years. I carefully navigate through the twisted hull skeleton, and in the cracks of the instrument panel, clownfish swarm like agile elves, dancing happily with the flashlight beams of the divers. This underwater cemetery, once shrouded in the shadow of war and frozen in time, has miraculously become a warm home for over 200 marine species. Even in the damaged ammunition box, there are anemone flowers the size of a bowl, and the tenacity and resilience of life are fully displayed at this moment. Coral Tunnel: A fantastic carnival of life In Cocos Island on the west coast of Guam, the 3-kilometer-long coral tunnel is like a magnificent underwater Louvre. I gently stretch out my fingers and stroke the deep grooves of the thousand-year-old brain coral, as if I am touching the veins of history. Suddenly, a group of fluorescent green damselfish explodes like fireworks in front of my eyes, dazzling. When the huge manta ray glides gracefully overhead, the transparent shrimp hidden in the sponge pops out its crystal-like tentacles. These wonderful scenes constitute an ecological drama that is more fantastic than Finding Nemo. Every corner is full of surprises and miracles of life. Twilight Bonus: The magical charm of night diving As night falls, I hold a glow stick and slowly dive into Apra Harbor. In an instant, the entire seabed seems to be electrified, becoming colorful. Night corals stretch out their neon-like tentacles, and luminous plankton dance in front of my mask, painting a Van Gogh-like Starry Night. In the darkness, two "lanterns" suddenly light up, which are the shimmering eyes of a giant squid. In the legend of the Chamorro people, this mysterious creature known as the "Sea Spirit Messenger" will guide brave divers on full moon nights, taking us to explore the deeper mysteries of the seabed. Practical diving guide 1. Golden season: December - May (avoid typhoon season) 2. Certificate requirements: AOW and above can challenge wreck diving (it is recommended to bring a dive computer) 3. Secret coordinates: Blue Grotto (13°30'18"N 144°49'05"E) 4. Cultural taboos: Do not touch the coral pillars worshipped by the Chamorro people. As I slowly rise to the surface under the cheerful escort of dolphins, the sunset's glow paints the cliffs of Piti Bomb Holes into a mesmerizing golden hue. The charm of diving in Guam lies in the fact that it allows every depth to become a wonderful cut in the space-time fold. Here, you can never predict what you will encounter when you take your next breath, whether it is an ancient fossil of a prehistoric coral or a pocket watch of a World War II pilot. This magical feeling of freedom between reality and fantasy is perhaps the "opium" of the blue that every diver pursues throughout their life, making them intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.