You want more aquarium stories?

Well okay! As I stated in yesterday's post, I visited the aquarium one day wet, dirty, and alone. It was actually really nice. The fish were polite, and most people kept their distance from me Actually at one point the distance was unnerving.

I, all by myself, look into a grounded tank that reached about 3 feet high and had no cover. Of course I peer in closely to see what kind of magical creatures this thing houses. Here is a photo that sort of shows you the type of tank I'm talking about.

As I stood next to the wall of this thing, no lie, a giant sting ray jumps out of the water as if he is trying to escape. He does a cool side dive and splashes the hell out of me.

I pull one of my famous little girl squeals of fear, and jump back in horror. Once I catch my breath and realize no aquatic animal is trying to harm me, I smile and look around for someone to laugh with about how stupid I looked. A small group of French girls, or maybe they were Swiss I can honestly not tell the difference, giggle politely at my horror and social embarrassment, and then quickly speed walk away.

I understand that there was a language barrier and that I smelled something awful, but it still hurt that no one made fun of my misfortune. I suppose the only solace I had was the thought that I'd be able to blog about it later so that the world at large can join in and mock me.