Every time I surfaced from a dive off the Malaysian Borneo islands of Sipadan and Mabul, I had one singular thought: "I can go home right now and the trip was worth it." I thought this after my first dive, and after my 20th dive. I lingered in the water on every dive until my tank began to sag because of the lack of psi. And, it wasn¹t just one thing. It was a battalion of encounters. Off Sipadan, everything from schools of barracuda so tight and thick they turned bright blue into night, to green sea turtles so curious I had to back away from their advances. And off Mabul, which is where we stayed (with Borneo Divers), we practically tripped over blue ribbon eels, rare nudibranchs and tiny pygmy seahorses.

When my computer began to pulse from excessive use, we headed to the rainforest where probiscus monkeys, orangutans, trees full of pulsing fireflies and exotic birds stared at us like we were the attraction. I was with Theresa Gulledge, the manager of the PADI Diving Society. And, after we collectively uttered the word "wow" for the zillionth time, we decided that we needed to share this place with the members of the PADI Diving Society with an exclusive trip to this exquisite and mind-blowing part of our planet (both above and below). We settled on a date right then and there: June 2010.

I will be there, Theresa will be there (no way are we gonna miss the chance to go again) and you will never forget this place.

Check out www.sportdiver.com/borneo2010 for more information.