And secondly, there was a long line at the cashier, and I hate standing in lines.
I walked around the gift shop for a long time, cradling the whale shark in my arms. Eventually, I put it back on the shelf and left.
Not a day has gone by that I don't miss that whale shark. I think about how it felt in my arms and wish I could hold it again.
Let this be a lesson to all of us. If you want a whale shark, just get one. Take the time. Spend the money. But if you absolutely can't get a whale shark, take a photo and stare at it every day for the rest of your life. Remember the good times.