In Search of Shark's Teeth

When I got over to the condo, I asked what Kurt and Rachel wanted to do today. Rachel wanted to go to the beach and look for shark's teeth. For any knowledgeable Floridian, there was only one possible destination: Venice, about an hour to the north. Fossilized shark's teeth are more common there than anywhere else in Florida. So we got in my car and headed north on I-75.

We got to Venice around 11:00 a.m. and stopped off at the drug store for some cold medicine for Kurt and some water. While we waited at the checkout line, I noticed that the little old lady behind us was wearing a shirt with a monogram for a local civic organization in Venice, so I asked her where the nearest beach was. It turned out that it was just down the road, a few blocks away. We followed her simple directions and found it with no problems.

At that point, the intrepid shark's teeth hunters went to work:

At first, they didn't have a whole lot of luck, but when Kurt started digging holes in the beach sand and sifting through it, they finally found a total of three shark's teeth.

There were other things to be seen at the beach as well. We saw a couple of pelicans and numerous sea gulls. And we saw this luckless jellyfish which had been washed in by the tide:

Just as it is dangerous for us to go too far out into the water, so it is dangerous for sea life to come too close to the shore.

Finally, we saw some things that were just plain weird: A bunch of little clear jelly-looking things that looked an awful lot like miniature silicone breast implants. Here is Kurt holding one of them:

We spent a little over an hour at the beach, then grabbed a quick bite to eat before heading home again. My goal was to be home by 3:00 p.m., and I arrived at 2:55. So far, so good. And now, it's time for some sleep, since I have to work tonight.