“Are you sure that this isn’t the ocean?”
“Yes, Erika, I’m positive that this isn’t the ocean. Go taste the water. It’s not salty.”
“Harumph. I think it’s the ocean. Look, you can’t see the other side. And we’re standing on a sandy beach.”
“We’re in Michigan dear…there’s no ocean.”
Fine then. I guess the Great Lakes are not the ocean. Still.. I am quite bothered by the semantic issues…
As a matter of principle, I will still insist on my definition of a lake! A lake (from the Erika dictionary): a body of water where you can stand on one shore and see the land on the other side. If you can’t see the land surely it’s an ocean. I mean if these bodies of water are considered lakes, why not call the Atlantic Ocean a lake? Sure, you can’t see the other side from Duxbury Beach, but Europe is over there- it must just be a big lake.
Oh, and the saltiness issue, let’s not even get into that! After hours of thinking during our long car rides I can’t even explain why the ocean is salty!