Captain_Oblivious
DIS Dad #257, Galactic Salad Dodger
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Already I considered my day a win.
I hadn't been robbed at gun point
during the night.
Heck... not even at knife point.
Modest goals. Key to a happy life.
I moved the sign to wipe up the counter
and a cockroach ran out from under it.

I must have upset him, since he went and joined
the rest of his family, cavorting under the sink.


I decided that the reason I hadn't noticed
was either I was too tired earlier;
or, since it was actually a spider about
the size of a half dollar, that it had arrived
from elsewhere only recently
(probably from under the bed... or on it)
and was on its way to visit the roach family.

I grabbed my weapon of choice when dealing
with unruly arachnids... a Kleenex.
Or that. I would prefer the flamethrower, myself.
A third time and I was...
pretty sure I had him.
I wadded up the Kleenex
and tossed it in the toilet.
I may have flushed twice.
Good idea. Make sure he grows 500 times as large from the radioactive waste down in the sewers and then attacks the next guest.
I snagged a few pieces and...
I have never seen such thin bacon.
Imagine a wet, translucent piece of
wax paper.
That's what it looked like.
I ate three or four slices,
which was:
A. All that was left in the pan. And;
B. About the equivalent of one
normal thin slice of bacon.
I can't wait to read your TripAdvisor review of this hotel.
After careful consideration, taking into account
the general disrepair and cleanliness
of the establishment, I decided that the likelihood
of an alarm being actually functional, was unlikely.

I placed the first load in the car's trunk
and returned to the door.
not surprisingly, no alarm was sounding.
And if it was only sounding at the front desk,
I truly felt that the crackerjack staff would
leap into action only after having weighed
the various pros and cons of getting up off
their collective duffs.



The day got much better after that.
It could only get better from there.
There were several aquariums...
aquaria? No... aquaria.
But aquariums also works.
Fish tanks.
There were several fish tanks.
There you go.
Nice shot there.
How would you like to have an aquarium
that size in your house?
It was pretty interesting as it had a wave machine
to simulate surf conditions.
I really liked that effect. Pretty cool.
When you've seen (literally)
thousands of them at a time...
on a daily basis...
One or two don't hold the same appeal.
Well, la-dee-da.

Do you find this a bit dizzying?
Actually...yes.
Oooohhh... I wonder if anyone
is able to find Deepo!
(Maybe his friend Nory can!)



I stopped dead in my tracks as I first
caught a glimpse of the reason I was here:
A twenty-foot-long whale shark.
Amazing to see those things glide right over you.
Awe. Awe is a good word.
Yes. Yes, it is.
I sat down and just... stared... awestruck...
for several minutes.
Easy to do that in there. We did it twice!
Really, really BIG puppies.
I would hate to see the food bill.
How would you feel, feeding a shark
that's twice as long as your boat, hmmm?
As long as it's not feeding on me! I'd want to stay on its good side.
I checked the FAQ page and read:
"we strongly recommend that rebreather participants are
proficient divers who are interested in the technology of
closed-circuit rebreathers and are confident using unfamiliar equipment."
Well... I don't dive very much...
And I'm not too sure about normal gear,
let alone unfamiliar gear...
Sure! Why not?
What could possibly go wrong?
"This program is sold out for this date."
Son of a...
I really had snagged the last ticket.
Wow! I admire your persistence!
Unlike the more well-known
SCUBA apparatus, this rig
does not have one central tank
containing compressed air.
Instead, it has one small tank
containing oxygen and a second
tank containing air, or nitrogen and oxygen.
The middle cannister is used to scrub CO2
from your exhalations.
Yes, but which one has the liquid hydrogen for the jet pack?
(Some people can go longer,
some less. Apparently, one guy
used four tanks in that time span.)
Not a swimmer, that one.
Blah blah blah...I'm sure I'll figure it out on the way.
For some reason, I have the theme from The A-Team playing in my head.
And we had to keep breathing
through an empty counterlung recharge,
which is similar to inhaling and briefly
covering your nose and mouth for
a split second, mid-breath.
Not a big deal if you know it's going to
happen, but disconcerting if you don't.
I imagine that would take some getting used to.
2. Notice the long stick she's carrying?
We were told that the Giant Groupers
could be aggressive. I presume the stick
was to fend them off.
Sure it's not for the male divers?
I burst out laughing.
I glanced over at our guide and she
pointed to me, then the fish, and then
made a heart symbol with her hands.
I nodded happily in agreement.
Awww...did she hand you the stick?
Having these massive rays
glide over you was amazing.
I can only imagine what that felt like.
These photos might make it look like there weren't
too many fish in the tank, but rest assured,
there were plenty!
I've seen it. I believe you!
In the above photo, I'm doing one
of the things I love most about these
tank dives... interacting with guests.
Not too many opportunities left in this
world where you can make kids smile
and laugh.

It was exorbitantly expensive,
but I'd do it again in a hot second.
I'm glad it was worth it! What an experience!
I felt like running up to strangers
and telling them:
"I was swimming with the Whale Sharks!!"
You could hardly be blamed for doing so.
Did you see it in this chapter?
Sneaky. Again, I am impressed with the company's marketing budget.