! This was just getting silly. It was time to start looking for Nemo myself. I bought a ticket, walked in and followed the arrows. Now, deep in the bowels of water world, I tapped on the aquarium glass asking several aquatic residents if they'd seen Nemo. By the look on their faces, I think some were insulted, like the, 'So what am I, chopped liver' kind of face. Some just looked at me and blinked. Others would swim frantically left and right like we were playing Pictionary and I was supposed to guess.Then there was this red alien looking thing with 10 white spiky deals sticking out all over his body. When I tapped on his glass, he started pointing in every compass point he could conjure. At some compass point, he started getting aggressive. I left.
I looked in the jellyfish tanks. They were floating http://jpgmag.com/photos/3337305 http://jpgmag.com I looked in the jellyfish around in slow motion to piped in classical music. They hadn't seen Nemo either. To avoid tanks. photos/3337298 squandering the music and Zen vibe, I sat down on an ergonomic bench in slow motion to regroup. Next were the shark tanks and the stingray tanks and the alligator pit and the tropical rain forest, and the frog bog, and the cafeteria. So I stopped and ate. Only a few tanks, the gift shop and an exit ramp remained. I was about to give up all hope of finding Nemo, when I rounded a corner and there he was. I was sort of expecting a celestial welcome... you know... angelic hosts and at least one harp. But nothing; not a sound.
They were floating around in slow motion to piped in classical music.