Traditions

We've been coming down here to Gulf Shores/Orange Beach for many, many years.  As you might expect we have developed a few tradition, one of them is going to the "Shark Store." The actual name of the store is Souvenir City, but the kids have always called it the shark store because of the large shark you must walk through to get into the store. It has a rather eclectic collection of cheap souvenirs and nice clothing and shoes. 

I pretty much go catatonic as soon as I step foot into the Shark Store, overwhelmed by the sheer enormity of it and the thought of children wandering aimlessly for the better part of an hour trying to choose a toy which will, no doubt, break within an hour of getting home.

Today, when we took our little excursion to the Shark Store, I decided to entertain myself by finding some of the more "interesting" items for sale there,  Here is a sampling...

Just what everyone wants on their shelf at home - a dead shark in a jar!

Why just pick up shells on the beach (which are in abundance, btw) when you can spend money and buy them at the Shark Store.

Voodoo dolls renamed Good Spirit Dolls, that sounds like a good idea, right?

Nothing says, "I love you," like a furry cat head on a ring!

No home is complete without a coconut head on their shelf.

Just look at all the fun you can have with a severed alligator head!

 Ummm, not even sure what to say about these guys.  Not sure why the one is sitting on the other's head either.

Aww, look!  Kissing seahorses!

You can even pretend like you're  a totem pole.

There's simply no end to what you can make with a bunch of shells.

And, in case you forgot your swimsuit at home, you can buy a top right here.

Well, there's one tradition I'm glad we've gotten out of the way!