It has been raining here for a week. Well, six days. Isaac has not had enough exercise and we were both bored.
So we decided to go with a couple friends to see these caverns about an
hour from where we live. They give tours. I figured, it's going to be chilly and damp in the cave any time, but at least it doesn't rain in caves, right? And it would involve some walking and Isaac would think it smelled interesting and it would be something neat to do.
Well, apparently it sort of does rain in these caves. Water comes in. There are 58 stairs you have to go down to get into the caverns (the guide told me how many) and there was water pouring down the stairs. At first it was maybe in inch of water and then it was getting deeper and the water was rushing like a river when the water is high. It did not look safe. It looked like someone was going to slip and fall and break their neck.
I decided it should not be my neck that got broken. One of the friends I was with doesn't have the best balance, either, and she didn't want to risk it, either. I really couldn't believe they weren't cancelling tours for the rest of the day. We decided we'd go back in August. Or when there is a drought.
Isaac looks miserable because of the
pouring rain. This is the first time he has worn his backpack anywhere
and it seemed to work well. He just really, really did not like being out in such heavy rain.