Lesson One: Don't always believe everything you are told.
Lesson Two: Don't ever play "Throw a Moon Jelly."
Sunday started out like every other R&R day in Panama. Breakfast at 7 a.m., reading on the beach, even an afternoon snorkel to practice fish I.D.'s. Well, that innocent snorkel was when "All The Evil" happened.
From the very first day, we had been told the Moon Jelly that we see EVERYWHERE does not sting humans. They have nematocysts, but according to some genius somewhere, they are "only used to attack prey." The welt that starts on the back of my arm and covers my left shoulder blade says otherwise. I was viciously attacked by a Moon Jelly bigger than my head, and am seriously traumatized from the whole incident. Okay, that is not exactly how it happened, but I was in fact stung by this supposed docile invertebrate. Because we had been told they are benign little guys, a select few (names will not be released) thought it was a fantastic idea to throw them at each other under and out of water. The game ended horribly as you can guess. A bit of advice for future East West students/blog readers: animals the size of your face should be left alone. Good thing we didn't come up with the bright idea to play "Throw a Lionfish!"
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