You know how I said I wasn't really "a zoo person"?
Well, I'm not really "an aquarium person" either.
I mean...eh. I've generally always felt that there are things more exciting than glass walls with fish behind them. Like eating those fish with soy sauce on top, or looking at things that make noise, like movies.
Anyway, I'd like to retract that statement. I was not "an aquarium person" for the bulk of my lifetime, up until the point when I had a child and discovered that zoos and aquariums are basically prizes for parents. You get your children's arms into jackets that they clearly view as the visible manifestation of misery and confinement, pack up their diaper bags, maneuver them into their five-point harnesses (we've got three kids riding in one backseat at the moment, so the simple act of fitting together all those puzzle pieces is a pretty impressive feat in and of itself), wrestle them through the front doors of wherever you're going, pay your million-dollar entry fee, and: