It is the last photo of this chapter, however.
And I really don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing.
Judge for yourselves.
Um... well, I like the pictures. But it did fine without any more!
The Contest
The answer to those burning... er, Bonus questions!
1. What did I need to make me feel more at ease in France?
Answer: Dessert, of course! Dessert makes everything better.
2. How many people were on Living With the Land with me? (Hint: < 10)
Answer: All by myself...
3. Find the burning bush.
Answer:
Of course. The easy and obvious choices.
I mentioned it at least once in the last two chapters,
but nobody else noticed, or at least brought it up.
I didn't even think anything about it... a plastic bag is basically a standard park going accessory for me. I always carry one to toss my phone and wallet in if I want to hop on an attraction that I might get wet on. I guess EPCOT doesn't have any of those attractions, but you never know if you might want to park hop.
Plus... $100 worth of balloons is what... two?
If that.
How about handing out free glow bracelets for MSEP?
Well, really. Same problem as with the balloons.
Plus... Well....
"Hey kids! Want some glow bracelets? Just step inside my white van!!"
I started thinking along these lines when you mentioned the balloon thing. Just something about a guy walking around by himself giving something to little kids. Of course it can be totally harmless but it just seems to carry a stigma.
The natives are getting restless.
<Thunk> (Arrow imbeds itself into computer housing.)
There's old Trader Sam, head salesman of the area. Business has been shrinking lately, so this week only, Sam's offering a two-for-one special: two of his, for one of yours!
By now, some, possibly most, of you have guessed...
That I was doing Dolphins in Depth.
Um... nope. Never guessed that.
Here, try this...
BIG
Melissa also explained that in the event of a natural disaster,
the tank could be drained in about two minutes.
Um... ok.
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Under what natural disaster would you have the need to empty an aquarium in 2 minutes???
Don't ask me where they'd drain the water to!
Or what would happen to Nemo!
I've got plenty of questions. I guess if you don't know anything I might as well just keep them to myself.
I noted that the sharks were fed every other day.
I noted also that they'd been fed today.
Check and check!
A young lady was busy readying bunches of Romaine lettuce.
That's what they were feeding the manatees.
I like Caesar salad, so I guess I have that in common with them.
That and being more round than angular.
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It sounds like they're better swimmers though.
Oh, and it fit perfectly.
I got the feeling that Melissa was pretty used to guessing sizes.
Just as well. They'd probably eat the fish, kill the sharks
and tease the turtles mercilessly.
But wouldn't that be entertaining to watch?
An idea hatched in my head.
I could jump in the deep end... right beside the rope... and be okay.
I could be like the big kids!
Uh oh...
(I believe my exact words were: "Geronimo!"
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That's right there with "Hey y'all, watch this!" as the last thing said before a tragedy.
I don't bear any ill-will towards her, we were just little kids.
And she was just trying to help.
I get it. She wanted to get you over your fear. Sadly she just made it worse. But it is the thought that counts.
I wonder if she's scared of spiders?
Hmmm.....
What? Oh. Sorry. Moving on.
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But that show, plus some books my folks got me,
showed me that there was nothing to fear in our lakes.
And then you saw Jaws....
Eventually the older kids got bored and moved on to other pursuits.
I placed the board at the water's edge, moved back... and RAN!
I jumped on the board... and it flew out from underneath my feet!
I landed in a heap on the beach.
I looked up... to see the board zipping out over the water.
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That's what you get for trying to be like the big kids.
I thrashed and fought and somehow managed to keep my head (mostly) above water.
After what seemed like an hour, but was probably about 10 minutes,
I crawled out onto the beach.
I collapsed onto the sand, unable to move.
See! You can swim!!
Ok, maybe tread water or dog paddle.
But you stayed afloat and got back to the shore.
I was feeling a bit nervous, but managing okay, when...
Something tapped me on the shoulder.
I glanced over and two inches in front of my eyes was
a big
dark
ten foot long
partially submerged log.
I didn't scream.
I might have yelped.
Okay, maybe I did scream a little.
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The water got a little warmer around you too, didn't it?
I snorkeled in a shark cage... but I'm in a cage. I was safe.
That's what the shark wants you to think.
"Dad. Are there sharks here?"
"Nope! Not here! Ha ha!"
shutupshutupshutupshutup
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I said you were correct... about the plastic bag being for the bathing suit.
But you were not for the tour.
Um.... yeah, I really don't know my EPCOT seas tours... so get to the dang point!
Did you see that one coming?
Since only about one percent of the population of Canada
and/or the States have Scuba certification,
I was pretty confident that few, perhaps none of you, have done this.
I'm just impressed that someone with as big a fear of water and so many near brushes with drowning would have scuba certification.
After that, I went with a friend on a dive in... oh, about 1987.
And that was the last time I ever went.
To say I was a bit rusty would be an understatement!
Would I remember what to do?
Better than some, it would turn out.
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So... once certified, always certified??
But enough about the mechanics...
No. More mechanics! I don't know the first thing about diving. Sinking I can do. Diving, not so much.