Have you noticed how that whenever anyone is asked what their dream would be, they say to swim with dolphins?
Either this shows a huge lack of originality or perhaps people have a secret link to our underwater cousins. Why not swim with mackerel or herring or kraken? Why not go running with cheetahs or climbing with monkeys? What is it about dolphins that makes us go gooey-eyed? Don’t get me wrong, I like dolphins. I loved watching the TV show Flipper but what is it with swimming with dolphins?
Of course, nobody really goes swimming with dolphins. Unless you count being dragged along as swimming. If you do count that as swimming, do you also think that being dragged by a truck is the same as running with articulated vehicles?
This isn’t to say that no swimming occurs, oh no. You swim near dolphins, I don’t dispute that but it does sully the dream a bit, doesn’t it? Swimming NEAR dolphins does not have quite the same ring to it.
“What is your ultimate dream, Brenda?”
“To go swimming near dolphins. Followed by six minutes of being dragged by dolphins”
I am sure that it is a magical experience. I would have liked to share the same dream if I had not already made everything that dwells in the oceans my enemy (which is another story).
Sigh. I am such a pedant.