The first two are understandable. I don't like the great, dark, unknown that is the bottom of the ocean; I dislike dolphins and whales and am not wild about Martians; I can't stand not breathing fresh air.
But Australia is so lovely, I should want to go there. I did want to, before I had a son who discovered his love of science....and by science, I mean the study of scary, deadly, creatures. He couldn't get enough of one book in particular, and he checked it out from the library over and over and over and asked us to read it to him at bedtime.
I still shudder.
It was cut and dry, no gruesome stories, but the fact that most of these deadly creatures resided in Australia started to make the Land Down Under seem a bit to much for my taste.
I know and understand the local banana slugs, spotted owls, opossums, and geoducks. They are weird, but they aren't trying to get me. At least, I don't think they are. I actually give them a wide berth too!
This post inspired by prompt #2 at Mama's Losin' It!
And linking up with Papa is a Preacher for TidBit Thursday.