We each got our own kayak and set off down Weeki Wachee creek. It wasn't long before we were all fumbling around, trying to avoid becoming entangled in the bushes at the side of the creek. Frustrating enough on its own, without my sister adding these words of advice:
"Be careful. You don't want to go near the overhanging branches because there might be poisonous snakes that lurk there, waiting to fall on you. Seriously, I'm not kidding."
|Kayaking on Irondequoit Creek, sans snakes.|
Great. Thank you, Number One Sister. Just what my child and I needed to hear. Snakes above our heads, waiting to kill us. To this day Vlad refuses to go kayaking again in Florida, thanks to his aunt.
Siblings... can't live with 'em, can't kill 'em. (Unless, of course, you manage to force their kayak into the bushes.)
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