Lizard Hollow

The title refers to the affectionate name of the place I'm staying. It seems relevant as there tend to be quite a few lizards around.

Warning: This may turn out to be a long post.

Shelling in Sanibel: Saturday, three of the merry four drove down to Sanibel and walked along the beach looking for pretty sea shells. Overall, this was a very pleasant experience. The water was just a hint cooler than I would have liked but strolling through the calf and occasionally thigh high waves was quite enjoyable, not to mention the company of the people with me. I found some nice enough shells to keep but a number more that were occupied and thus left beneath the ocean's waves.

Riding the Busches: Busch Gardens fell high upon our list on Sunday and in fact took most of the day. As far as roller coaster rides are concerned, Six Flags is still better but everything else (and I do mean everything) is better. The food, albeit a bit more than a fast food joint tastes better and is still less than other theme parks I've attended. The animals were marvelous to watch and interact with from time to time. The lions were very impressive. I was able to stand within a foot of a feeding lion with naught but a moderate sheet of Plexiglas keeping him at bay. They were quite impressive. The alligators were even more intimidating to me, however. Their massive bodies and long, tooth-some mouths stirred racial memories I had not even been aware of. The only creature there that worried me more (other than the humans, which always bother me) were the hyenas. Although not as large as the lions and certainly not as large or toothy as the 'gators, these powerfully built predators had a look about them that made me want to either leave the area or acquire a decent gun.

And now, bed time.