In Color...

Last weekend Justin and I took a trip to the Dallas World Aquarium with his dad, step-mom, sister-in-law and niece. It was great having a houseful. We don’t have company very often, so it is definitely nice to visit with family and not have to do all of the traveling. We really did have a wonderful time. We all got along great (which isn’t always the case) and really enjoyed the aquarium. However, let’s get real. The aquarium wasn’t all sunshine and roses…

The aquarium smelled like poo poo. I’m sure it was a combination of the stinky food that the animals and fish eat, as well as the stinky fish water, and the actual poo poo the animals produce. Plus, what’s up with all the random water all over the place? It kinda makes me paranoid, since it already smells like poo poo. I mean, who says it’s not pee pee?

Then, there are people all over the place. I’ve never been fond of crowds, much less crowds of screaming kids. Mama, Mama…Look at this…‼‼ Oh and there’s nothing better than being stuck behind a line of people that isn’t moving. What’s going on up there? Did someone pass out at the sight of the tarantula? Did a kid fall in the crocodile pit? I think maybe whoever was at the head of the line must have been put in a trance by the spider monkey.

The aquarium had about three levels, and of course, it was a wild and crazy maze…one way in, one way out. This has to be a fire hazard. One time, we went down the wrong elevator and ended up at an exit door. So, we ran back up the stairs and down the right side. Then, there’s always the weirdo in the elevator that wants to talk about how cool the three-toed sloth was and how it reminds him of some game he plays.

We got so lucky to be right in front when the super cool Mayans came out to perform. My luck, of course, waivered when the 13-yr-old boy that was taller than me, stopped right in front of me. I was so perturbed, but what was I supposed to do? Scold the kid at the aquarium? I was very upset with his mother, whoever she was, for not teaching him better manners. I’ve come to realize, I just shouldn’t go out in public, because people with manners no longer exist.

Luckily, we all survived! No one got lost in the rainforest or eaten by the jaguar. We have some wonderful memories of the stinky aquarium, and the fact that we survived the deep blue sea was a feat in itself.

Welcome to the jungle…