Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Vacation: Flare Up Edition!

Ahoy, ye scurvy dogs! About a week ago I went on vacation to visit my sister in Florida before she goes overseas. We spent every day doing at least one super fun thing. The only thing that put a damper on my trip was the fact that I'm in the midst of a colitis flareup. I will attempt to tell you via photo/captions about the highs and lows of the trip.
Soaking in the beautiful scene at Ft. Walton Beach.
Underwater adventure, wherein I ponder the question, "Am I going to take a shit in the ocean?"
Getting rough with a greedy llama as he tries to take all the food I bought to feed the zoo animals, wherein I ponder, "Am I going to take a shit while yelling at this llama?"
Plowing through the open water on a wave runner, wherein I ponder, "Am I going to take a shit in the open ocean and attract one or more sharks, which will lead to my very untidy demise?"
Photo op on the pier, wherein I ponder "Am I going to take a shit on the pier?"
Up close and personal with a sea lion at Gulf World Marine Park, wherein I ponder "Am I going to take a shit while standing beside a sea lion?"
And finally, holding hands with a 500 pound, 30 year old dolphin named Sandy, wherein I ponder "Am I going to take a shit while holding hands with a dolphin?" I am happy to report that, while many shits were taken, I did not shit in any undesignated shitting areas. Despite my fear of extreme humiliation, I made the decision that I had to fully experience my vacation and take the risk of shame. It turned out alright this time. Maybe next time it won't, but I can't stop having fun, even if the fun is to be had between bouts of pain and frenzy. I was also able to grab Sandy's fin while she took me on a short ride around the tank. Every picture I took in the dolphin tank captures the childlike joy that I experienced during the time I was there, which was worth every second of uncertainty.