I was at a student's house yesterday. This is the first time I've been to her home. It's a typical house in a typical residential tract. Nothing pretentious or ornate or hoity toit or keeping-up-with-the-Jonesy.
As we made our way to the modest unpretentious table, I was stopped in my tracks by THE most immaculate, most impressive, most magnificent fish aquarium I have EVER seen. Really, EVER.
|Google image - student's is better|
That includes pet stores, doctor's offices, Chinese restaurants... even zoos. Okay, the zoo might have some more exotic creatures in their aquariums - and really, how cool would it be to have a tank full of piranhas in your house! - but this aquarium was truly stunning.
I recently blogged about my own aquarium shortcomings. Suffice to say that this girl's tank made mine look like a chum bucket at best. On that note, I did get a new hood light and am hoping for the best.
Eventually, I snapped out of my gawking state and complimented her on the state of her aquarium. There's actually quite a science to keeping and maintaining a healthy aquarium and I've still got much to learn.
She told me that she enjoys it too and that she has a smaller one (20-gal) in her room. This one is a 70-gallon fish paradise. I was impressed that she is the main fish keeper of the household.
Then we settled in to our studies, me assuming my coach / mentor / role model part, she assuming her pupil / sidekick / protege' one. As we sat there in the glow of the tropical inspiration, I was thinking it's good that she doesn't know about my tank of scum, sparsely populated with upside down gassy fish.