Abundant Finding Nemo references, lollipop-esque palm trees, nostalgic memories whilst crafting quintessential flower crowns.
You could say my most recent adventure to date venturing out for an hour long "road" trip to Long Beach's Aquarium of the Pacific à la Two Door Cinema Club Pandora playlist was a jam-fest. For someone who probably sounds like those cringe-worthy epic failures during American Idol auditions, I sing way too much. Just ask my partner-in-crime/boyfriend, Zack--or not! The blush-worthy, face-palm inducing stories will just coming rolling in (even if he'll say i'm a "good" singer.. whatever that means).
Fast forward a profusion of sporadic dancing while screeching along to Sleep Alone, and you'll find me tranquilly gazing at a kaleidoscope of nameless sea life splashing around in their vibrantly-colored coats (cue my inner shutterbug) Not to mention the stimulating tactile exhibitions scarcely sprinkled throughout the kid-friendly aquarium. What was my absolute, hands-down favorite? The Jellyfish exhibition! In all honesty, if you aren't excited about touching jellyfish, we can't be friends. Nonetheless, my meddlesome kindergartener-esque curiosity seeped in and I was instantly tempted to either pick up their gelatinous and lychee-like bodies or make "boing-boing-boing" noises while (gently) poking them (Spongebob or Finding Nemo's Dory moment, anyone?)