The Gulf of Mexico
Day One:
Damn you Shark Week for freaking my kids freak out.
Lucky was instructed to stop watching it days before departure. I guess it helped me learn a thing or two about the Gulf waters, but figured the chances HAVE to be pretty slim. NOPE. Moments after our 13th floor check in, looking over the balcony there was an unknowing trio of beach-goers standing about 30 feet out, shallow, only waist deep looking out into the sea. Sure enough, as plain as day there is an unmistakable large-slow-lurking shadow swimming parallel to the shore. Much like a scene from JAWS, but in this scenario it minded it's own business & the people were none the wiser.
So, what's the first thing we do???
...head down to the shore!
...because for these guys, the sand is like a drug...
It has the power to sedate...
We found more than just a big, bad shark...
Mike went hunting...
Probably don't want to step on this blue crab or the sting ray that he ran into...
Nobody wants to get peed on today. Keep that jelly fish away from us.
I hear mustard works, too.
There are tons little white fish that swarm our feet & an endangered sea turtle nest that is about to hatch any minute (3+ nights) that is surrounded by a serious group of midwives ready to take down any predator with their bare rubber gloved hands...
...also a wicked undertow they keep warning us about...
...best just to cruise up the lazy river, ya'll...
They're not afraid of a big ol' meat pile, so thankfully before all the sea monsters happened, there was some finger lickin' southern BBQ
at Moe's that went down...
...because for dinner we are having some major dude soup!
Ha! Just kidding...
We are in the south. The DEEP South...
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy
said the boogy said up jump the boogy!
Day 2:
Summerdale, Alabama
Come on in...
The waters fine.
This is Captain Crunch.
He is over 13ft long & 800lbs. He's like the biggest alligator out there...
or has the strongest bite recorded by Guinness or something like that.
Zooey!
We thought they all just looked like our little wiener dog.
Long sausage body, beak-like nose, short little t-rex arms...
...but, they didn't really feel like Zooey. Wonder if they wrestle like Zooey?
...pampered swamp pets...
Gotta keep your eye out for those swamp creatures around these parts...
...spiders...
...aliens...
...& giant fishy lake ladies docked ashore waiting to hypnotize you with her hot southern humid air. Enough to melt your kids & to sting your eyes in Elberta...
A real Southern Bell...
Mike was in the mood for fried chicken...
...then they threw hot rolls at us. Covered them in molasses...
Seafood more your bag???
Watch out! They might eat YOU!
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