I remember going to Carlsbad Caverns when I was a kid. Two things I remember vividly about it. One, the incredibly oppressive smell of bat shit. Yeah, you think you'll eventually get used to it? No. Breathing through your mouth just makes you taste it. And, two, my whopping disillusionment as we spent the entire tour being careful not to disturb and touch any of the rock formations, as the oils from one's hands discolor everything, in an effort to preserve this wonderfully natural wonder of the earth. . .and what did we find at the end of the tour? A bleeping cafeteria in the basement. WTF?
Last edited by St_PatGuy; 12/19/10 05:03 AM.
