Beatlebum bolted for that water. She was a little blond streak. The rest of our crews were right behind her, Brother & I still standing on the shore watching his wife, fist clenched, feet stomping headed back to shore.
Oh, good ANOTHER problem.
Brother, myself and the lifeguard were calling her name, telling her to come back, the dolphins were waiting.
She never turned around. She continued to stomp up to the pathway.
Poor Brother.
Brother let out a big sigh, and we walked back to the water to play with the dolphins a little longer. Discovery Cove really came through on this one, allowing our families this extra time to enjoy our once in a lifetime experience.
When I first read the price of admission, I was a little leery of doing it.
After the way we were treated, and the way they spent extra time with the kids letting them play with the dolphins for that few more minutes while people were waiting on the shore...
I would have paid double.
But don’t tell them that.
Shhhhh.
Our crews gathered around and had a few more photos taken, gave Jenny another quick kiss and we headed back to shore.
The girls were going to the salt water tank to snorkel.
Thank you God, for not letting them be around when the bubble burst on our perfect day. Amen.
Brother was going to go look for his wife. DH & I were following a very nice DC lady, she wanted to show us the photos they had taken. If she had been walking backwards, as they are trained to do, she would have seen the other very nice DC lady when she came running over and grabbed my arm.
She was apologizing like a mad woman.
She shocked me, I could even imagine why she was apologizing. She had to have me mistaken with another family. She obviously wasn't out there, she had missed Beatlebums moment. In my shock, I missed half of what she was saying.
"I will take you to guest services right now, and we will do what we can to rectify the situation."
We had a situation?
Who had a situation?
Lady, have you been in scruffys Xanax?
She saw the confusion on my face and asked me if I was with her and pointed over to Brothers wife who was standing up on the pathway, tearing someone a 'new one'.
"Nope" Dh said "Have no idea who that is."
I was standing there with my mouth open. People were gathering around, listening to Brothers wife raging about DC being a rip-off, she was going to sue, on and on she went.
Again, Thank you God, for not letting the girls be around for this. They would have been humiliated.
Its one thing to act silly in a public place. My crew is willing to embarrass themselves if they think one person will walk away, giggling.
It is quite another thing to scream like a crazy person at people who have gone above and beyond to make you happy.
Brother came over to me and asked me where the keys were to the van. I could tell he wanted the earth to swallow him whole.
"What is that all about?" I asked poor Brother.
"She thought she was getting 1/2 hour of exclusive dolphin time. She's mad that she had to watch the video, and that she was in a group with other people." He told me.
Why, why, why did she think that? Did she read the lovely full color brochure they sent? It explained the entire experience in full detail, the only thing they had left out was the backwards walking and the special time that they gave our kids.
"Yes, the parts she wanted to read. '1/2 hour......dolphin swim'".
Dh likes to act silly, Dh likes to make people laugh. Dh has no problem with public displays of foolishness. Dh was dealing with the very nice apologizing DC lady. Dh wanted the earth to swallow him too.
She continued to rage on, pacing back and forth, hands flying in the air. More people gathered. More DC people came over and apologized. They were apologizing to Dh, Brother and myself because I think they were afraid of the screaming crazy lady on the pathway.
Chickens belong in the aviary. Beware of the Toucan.
Brother, Dh & I make our great escape to the locker to find the keys to the van. They were leaving for Tennessee. I was glad, but I was brokenhearted for Brother, who didn't deserve any of this. Our homecoming was over. We turned the corner of the lockers and... Hey, look, its Waldo!
That’s were Waldo was hiding.
Poor Waldo. Waldo is a proper, polite, southern gentleman. He is such a sweet guy. When he was with us on our little adventures, he would offer to carry Commando Nikki and Beatlebums bags. They would say no, he would continue to offer until Commando Nikki stopped and yelled at him "Why are you always trying to take my stuff?"
Commando Nikki hadn't met to many proper, polite, southern gentlemen.
Brothers wife continued to rage up and down the pathway. People continued to gather and stare. She couldn't find us at the locker.
Dh kept his back turned while I searched everything in our locker in case a tampon made an unscheduled appearance.
No keys.
I drove, I remembered locking the van, but I was upset about how bad the day started. Where were the keys?
Brothers wife was getting hotter.
I was panicking because I couldn't find the keys.
I was trying to comfort myself thinking that this couldn't get worse. It couldn't right? Then my cell phone rang.
"Mom, you're going to KILL me......."