“Well, that was pretty crazy,” Jenny admits, “but after we did ayahuasca, we were in a van heading back to the airport in Lima, [Peru], and she's like, 'Oh! I got an email. Do you want to go great white shark diving in a month off of Rosarito?' And I'm just like, 'Yeah! Totally. I wanna do that! That would be amazing.'”
“So, I signed up, she signed up,” Jenny explains. “And slowly but surely, pieces of information about this trip were revealed to me. And Michael Domeier, the guy -- he's like from Shark Week. He's that guy that you see in every shark episode of any shark show ever. He's like, 'Well, the accommodation, you know, it's a science boat.' Science boat! Right there, that's a red flag … You're in like a weird bunk, probably getting lice.”
“Then he proceeded to tell me that the food was 'comfort food,’ and I would be gaining weight,” she recalls. “Also a problem for me. And then he said the journey out was 36 hours, across the Pacific to an island, where there was no other access, and there was no wifi … I can't exist where there isn't Twitter!
“So, I pulled out of the trip,” the author confesses. “I called Chelsea, I was like, 'I'm not going on this trip. I can't do it. I can't leave my son.' That's how I framed it, ‘I can't leave my child that long.’ It's terrible.”