New England Aquarium

I completely forgot to tell you we went to the Aquarium again a couple of weeks ago. Remember when we went to corporate night and it was totally deserted and we ate dinner with the penguins? This trip wasn’t much like that. It was a hot Sunday afternoon, and I think the whole city of Boston was out examining the fish.

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Here’s a tip if you ever visit. The jellyfish room downstairs is bit of a sanctuary. I’m not sure why, but the crowds are thinner and people are quieter in this little space. Maybe it’s because the jellies are so peaceful and it’s infectious.

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The poor little rock hoppers were molting. One guy was actually using the water to relieve his itchy back. He hopped in, flipped to his side, and paddled like mad with one flipper. Then he switched sides. I don’t know how well this method worked, but he kept at it for a while.

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I wonder why I always refer to animals as “he.” “There he goes!,” I say, pointing. Yen calls me the pointer whenever we’re out walking and picking up trash. I stop and stand still, pointing at the offending object until he makes his way over to retrieve it.

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“Yo!”

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This diver was feeding the fish in the big central core of the aquarium. His technique for the rays was to grab the mouth and hold it open while shoving a fistful of fish deep inside.

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“There he goes! Surfacing!”

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I do love cuttlefish. They look like wise old men. I will never eat one.

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