While I was walking down the dirt path which felt was endless, my group discovers jeeps in a nearby abandoned lot near the stranded tourist attraction of the closed down aquarium, which was built into steep and far away mountains by this off the shore cove. It was beautiful from nature engulfing it over the years, vines ran up and down the levels of the whole building and the dirt path lead straight into the off sight full out haunting place.
As you walked through the corridors of the main entrance, there was a sign called 'EL DORADO', everything was painted gold but worn down and obviously chipped revealing its unauthenticity. This was the darkest place on earth for someone afraid of the ocean and rotting sea life in abandoned uncared for tanks. A place left forgotten and never used. Only the richest could live off the land, but the distance away from anything convenient for off the land supplies was limited. No hotels, no gas, stations, just hills, rocks and ocean. I could only imagine why they decided to turn an eye to the forgotten safe haven, or so it claims on this poster "All Marine Life Welcome" I read while walking through the lobby hall.
"It smells like an alligator swamp but worse, I'm not sure how much of this I can take" says someone close by i couldn't take the second to move my eyes to see where the comment originated, the massive indoor orca tank in the middle of the building shaped like a fish bowl. Up at the top of the foggy green glass was a dead rotting killer whale body.
The lighted lanterns were solar powered, they worked very dimly. It was enough to light up the whole place through small yellow fire tiki's throughout the whole staircase and upstairs railing.
"We have to go up the stairs it leads through the whole aquarium."
"What makes you think i want to go up there?"
"Just come on no one can be left behind we have to stay together always." The older man said to his son who was squeamish about the overpowering scent of death.
"Ahh!" a lady who started up the stairs before the group could catch up yells. "I fell in this pond, gross!" She quickly hops out with the help of another woman, my mother who was with me.
As we creeped through the pathway on the ground with golden arrows.
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El Dorado
Horror'...The Spaniards started calling this golden chief El Dorado, "the gilded one." The ceremony of the gilded man supposedly ended in the late 15th century when El Dorado and his subjects were conquered by another tribe. But the Spaniards and other Eu...
