Yesterday my nightmare came true. I paid off the bet and went to Seaworld. Brought the family with me to try and take my mind off the inevitable. We went around and tried to do fun stuff like go see the polar bears, penguins, ride some rides, etc. But it was looming. I knew at 1pm, I was to meet my fate. One Ocean. That was the name of the Shamu show that would be the end of me. I knew sitting in the splash zone, I would be as close to my enemy as I ever wanted to be. Without a harpoon of course. Time kept on ticking. Kept moving faster and faster. Then it finally came. Time to head over to the kill zone. I meet Sky and Ashlee there. They tried to get me to sit in the very front row. That wasn't happening. I couldn't. I was paralyzed by the site of these horrific creatures. All I could think about was that Blackfish movie trailer and how they determined that the whales go insane in those tanks and I am 40 feet away. So there I am sitting in the 4th row and freaking out. We were all the way on the right hand side of the stadium. I was thinking this might be ok. We are all the way on the side, we should be good. Not a chance. That piece of S whale kept targeting me. He knew. I got the worst of the soaking. Like drenched. I felt my skin burning. This was it. I kept trying to hide behind Sky, but it didn't help. I felt like I had whale juice all over me. It was awful. 3-4 times the black and white came over and used it's weapon of choice, it's tail, to drench me. I was miserable. Totally freaked out and soaking wet. Finally it was over. It felt like days out there. Someone asked me, now that I faced my fear, was I ok with them now? Are you joking? That scarred me for life. I will always smell the roting flesh that I felt got thrown on me. It was disgusting. Worst day of my life. Look at my face in this pic...I can't even look at them!
Look at how happy my so called best friend is!