This past weekend, Torin and I went camping overnight at the aquarium in Chattanooga. It was a special event that our Girl Scout leader had been planing for over a year. I’m not normally the camping type, but I figured since it was in a climate controlled building and I would be sleeping on carpet, I could surely survive. We arrived at the aquarium in the evening after it had closed.
We were the only people inside, and the doors were locked behind us. Just so you know, the aquarium can be a tad bit creepy in the dark. We were warned many, many, many times to STICK TOGETHER. I don’t know what would’ve happened if one of us had wandered off, but I certainly didn’t want to find out.
Our aquarium guide fed us dinner, and then we enjoyed a little after-hours party with the stingrays.
This next part is kind of a blur. After the stingrays, we gathered in the auditorium for our scheduled “critter encounter,” which sounded innocent enough. The next thing I know, one of the other moms frantically whispered in my ear, “the snake is CRAWLING UP TORIN’S ARM!!!” Then I heard Torin giggle and say “it’s licking me!” Then I blacked out. (Ok, not really, but I know I was shaking as I took this picture.)
We toured three different buildings, saw all of the behind-the-scenes stuff, and watched an IMAX movie. At midnight, we (finally) gathered under the shark tank to lay out our sleeping bags.
We were awakened at 6 a.m. the next morning so we could get a quick breakfast and tour yet another part of the aquarium before they kicked us out at 8:30. While most of the girls looked cute and perky, many of the moms (especially me) looked like they’d been run over by a truck.
Final image… the alligator showed us his butt right before we left. This is hilarious when you’re 10 (and have been awake for the past 26 hours).