Seeing her wavering because she had not planned to leave immediately.
He held out his hand and said convincingly, "let me help you climb aboard."
Already he was appealing to her sense of adventure and his cheeriness was infectious. She could not resist and accepted the hand that kept her steady while she climbed into the boat.
Being on a glass bottom boat was a lot different than a ferry. The glass bottom boat gave her the illusion as if she was walking on water. It was very small and thin and there was a sheet of glass in the middle of the narrow boat.
They hadn't even left the shore yet and already she felt as if she was being treated to an underwater environment show. As a tiny school of baby fish darted to and fro when they created ripples in the water and tiny clams clung to seaweed for dear life.
