I'm a fairly adventurous guy. I like rock climbing. Slot canyons. Camping. SCUBA diving. Football. Slam-dancing at John Tesh concerts...you know, GUY stuff.
And I've always kind of romanticized the concept of being out in the jungle a-la Indiana Jones. Whacking thick brush with a machete, leaping over quick-sand and soaking up all those cool jungle sounds. Maybe you'll laugh but my favorite attraction at Disneyland is the Enchanted Tiki Room.
Well, last month I went to Honduras with my wife on a dive trip and on the flight down I was amping myself up about spending time hiking through the jungle. The day after we arrived I walked a few yards down the road from our 5-star dive resort, gazed up at the menacing jungle mountain before me teeming with fire ants, mud, mosquitoes, ticks, boar, poison ivy and possibly rebel mines and quickly decided it had been too long since my last Pina Colada so I turned back and mentally crossed "Jungle Tour" off my list.
A Navy Seal I ain't.
And I've always kind of romanticized the concept of being out in the jungle a-la Indiana Jones. Whacking thick brush with a machete, leaping over quick-sand and soaking up all those cool jungle sounds. Maybe you'll laugh but my favorite attraction at Disneyland is the Enchanted Tiki Room.
Well, last month I went to Honduras with my wife on a dive trip and on the flight down I was amping myself up about spending time hiking through the jungle. The day after we arrived I walked a few yards down the road from our 5-star dive resort, gazed up at the menacing jungle mountain before me teeming with fire ants, mud, mosquitoes, ticks, boar, poison ivy and possibly rebel mines and quickly decided it had been too long since my last Pina Colada so I turned back and mentally crossed "Jungle Tour" off my list.
A Navy Seal I ain't.
