For as long as I have been listening to travellers tell tales about travel, floating on the water of the Dead Sea in Jordan (or Israel) always seems to make the list of things to do in ones life time.
I can now say that having floated in/on the Dead Sea, it is one of those experiences that has to be tried to be believed. I went into the water with the thought in the back of my mind that I might be the first person in recorded history to not float. I will defy its extra minerally saltiness and sink as if I was in ordinary sea water.
I walked out into the water until I was up to my neck, and sure enough my body weight was supported by the water. I could stand in the water with complete ease, even crossed armed and without dog paddling.
The next test was to lay flat on the water, making sure to keep my head (and especially my eyes) away from the water. Despite my best efforts to try and push my legs down, I was floating as if I was on a water bed – a bit saggy in the middle but mostly horizontal. Again, floating was effortless.
I forgot to bring a book to do the cliched photo, but you get the point in this picture.