Every time I looked for a place to take the kids to, the Dolphin Aquarium name would come up.

Finally we head there and the dome of the Irla Dolphin Aquarium (IDA) looms promisingly.

When we get off, however, the exteriors startle me.

Dolphin, I prompt and I’m nudged into the central atrium. The atrium is lined up with glass cases that contain fish.

Some are labeled, and some aren’t. We walk around examining the fish. I feel deflated. The entire atrium is empty except for us. At the door, someone is chopping bread into cubes that is being bagged.