Nice aquariums are rare—the one and only one I remember visiting is the Sydney Aquarium in 2003. Le Croisic, close to Saint Michel has a world-class océarium and since hopping to Australia to introduce Mark to jellyfish and sharks wasn’t very practical, we chose to drive to the little town instead.
As a kid, I found sharks fascinating—especially considering I was spending my summer months at the beach and that there were always reruns on Jaws (Les dents de la mer—“Sea’s Teeth” in French) on TV. I was scared of jellyfish though: I like them behind a glass window, not tickling my feet in the cold Atlantic Ocean. I also used to collect mussels and seashells on the shore. “For lunch!” I’d announce proudly. My grand-mother substituted my five-mussel bucket for some fresh ones bought at the market and it took me a few years to notice the switch.
We had a great afternoon at Le Croisic, checking out this fascinating underwater world. The sharks were amazing and for a little while, I felt like a ten-year-old kid again, standing there in the underwater tunnel.
I love aquariums, they’re such a soothing place to visit.
I agree!
It looks like a beautiful place.
I visited one in Bangkok and I was roaming around with a child like, wide-eyed and jaw dropping surprise. It was my first visit to an aquarium and it was fabulous 🙂
Oh, I missed it in Bangkok, I didn’t even know there was one!