I can still remember the swimming pool filled to the lip with chunky cubes of green jelly. I hated him. I don’t remember the name of the character or the comic book (that’s irrelevant), just my envy as a child watching him ride bikes, belly flop, and eat his way through a basin of sweet, green love.
Jellyfish Lake in Palau may be the place where I can confront my unresolved childhood jealousy and box my way through nature’s pool of jelly. Come to think of it I’m not 8 anymore and I may prefer a lake of jellyfish to a pool of green jelly, maybe. The marine lake is home to thousands upon thousands of bobbing, translucent orbs who have lost their sting over time and spend their days drifting from one side of the lake to the other, essentially sunbathing. It may be a costly way to fulfill a childhood ambition but it looks worth it.