Do you guys like caving? I absolutely do not. But I agreed to go along with Joseph to InnerSpace Cavern on our way home from Austin. Sorry, Joseph, but that is the last time I’ll be going to a cave with you.
We went to a cave once before in Slovenia, and I have to say the difference was striking. In America everything feels very safe; the pathways are wide and well-paved and have handrails. In Slovenia we crossed a rickety wooden bridge 50 feet above a fast-moving river.
I’m proud of myself for not having a panic attack as we walked in. I was very, very close. Joseph actually bought the picture they took right as we go into the cave, and I look hilariously uncomfortable. He has it sitting on his desk because he apparently enjoys my misery.
Even though it was not an overwhelmingly fun experience for me, I can’t deny the caves were beautiful.
The above photo was from the last top of the tour. It was actually very beautiful with the water reflecting the cave (but not photographing well). When we turned around and made our quick hike back out and the air became more clear, however, I was reassured of my place above the earth.
Joseph enjoyed being in the cave, and I enjoyed surviving the experience (honestly, I was pretty proud of myself for not crying… though I cried a bit in the parking lot when I realized I was actually about to go in a cave).