There was no line at the ticket booth, probably because aquariums were one of the few things whose schedule completely clashed with that of witches, much like zoos.
Aquatic creatures were most active in the morning and at noon; once afternoon arrived, they slipped into lazy mode.
So there were not many people in the afternoon.
"One person, five dollars. Two people, eleven." The salesgirl looked half-asleep too, drifting as if she were floating on air. Jiang Han suspected she had taken some secret medicine from Cannabis Canada.
Miss, have you had too much to drink?
Jiang Han said nothing and watched Ji Haijun place a fifteen-dollar bill on the counter.
"Make that three people," Ji Haijun said, startling the salesgirl awake. Blushing, she handed back a five-dollar bill in change.
Once inside, the aquarium did not feel too different from the ones in Jiang Han's previous life, though it was more like a combination of an ocean park and an aquarium.
Sun-scorched paving stones, lush landscaping on both sides of the paths, and rows upon rows of thoughtfully designed viewing enclosures.
Since witches were hardly short on land, places like this were built enormous, enough to meet the animals' needs for the most part. Even when they could not satisfy certain animals' needs—I'm talking about you, chubby Ice Bear!—they could create an environment that lowered those needs, such as cold temperatures or deeper water.
Jiang Han held both arms out and, out of habit, hopped up onto a stone step to play at balancing along it. It was practically an instinctive reaction.
"You remind me of the cats I keep at home," Ji Haijun said. Though already an old lady by age, she had the appearance of a married woman around twenty-six to twenty-eight. Mimicking Jiang Han, she stepped