Wanna know why? We went on a field trip to Cathedral Caverns. The entrance scared me at first. I was at the gift shop and didn't know the cave was in front of it because we came in beside the entrance, which was hidden at that angle. When I turned around, all I saw was a wall of darkness. The inside is fucking amazing, and in some places it's enormous. It has fossils in the ceiling of sea life, amazing stone structures, and pools so reflective you'll look at it like "Not sure if cliff or if reflection". Stalactites lined the ceiling like veins. Some structures formed pictures. One looked like Gandalf (he let me pass), another looked like a tar monster, another looked like a gargoyle. One even looked like Jabba the Hutt. Not only did the stone form familiar shapes, but their shadows did as well. One looked like Santa Claus driving a convertible, another like the pyramids, and another like Abraham Lincoln leaning back with a bottle of an alcoholic beverage. There wasn't much life in the cave. There were a few hibernating bats (they were so cute), and a cave cricket. And at the end of the trail, you can see the cave goes on for a few more hundred feet. And if you're quiet, you can hear a river running. At this point the guide turned off the lights. IT WAS SO DARK AND I WAS SCARED BECAUSE I'VE WATCHED THE CAVE
TOO MANY TIMES AND I HAVE A SLIGHT CASE OF NYCTOPHOBIA. ;_; You don't know the definition of dark until you see how dark it was in that cave. Or don't see. I wouldn't hear you over how dark it is. Riddick would rule that dark. ... I'm going to stop now.
Afterwards we went to the park, and suddenly everyone was trying to skip stones.
Tomorrow is another boring-ass day at school. Yay.