If I were to roll down the hill from our house and hang a left at the water, I would be smack dab in front of the Monterey Bay Aquarium in four or five easy blocks. It is close enough in fact, I can walk the distance in less than twenty minutes, and I have quite a few times in the last year, taking advantage of the amazing array of sights, sounds, smells, and textures that encompass the sea dwelling creatures lucky enough to reside there. Any time family or friends arrive for a visit, we promptly march them to the doors of the facility giving them the opportunity to peek at the wonders abiding in that foreign region beneath the waves.
From sea otters cavorting with their pals to the colorful environs of the sea horse clan to the tactile marvels of the touch pools, there are plenty of delights for young and old alike. One of my personal favorites is the penguin exhibit where they dive and splash and entertain themselves contently until it’s time to line up for dinner.
But there is one thing that I find very fishy about the aquarium: none of the residents will pause long enough to pose for a proper photograph. Trying to follow a marine creature in a tank and outguess its next dart to the left or dodge to the right is almost as impossible as herding a dozen cats.