When I was like 12, my family decided to go on vacation to Canada and see Niagara Falls. We got there, and it certainly looked like you’d expect Canada to look. My parents took me to see the waterfall from the upper right observation area. Then we walked about ten minutes and looked at it from a slightly different angle. Then we went on that boat and saw it from the bottom. Then we went to an observatory that was like halfway up. Then we looked at it from the top again. Then we went to the New York side and looked at it from that angle. Eventually I realized that this entire trip was planned to consist only of looking at this stupid heap of falling water. So I started to throw a major stink, and pretty much ruined the remainder of the vacation for the rest of my family. Do I feel bad about it? In retrospect, yes. At the time, no. I’ve since apologized to my dad about it in recent years. But anyway, that was the worst vacation I’ve ever been on. Now, does my Niagara boredom rank up there with getting hit by a tsunami, in terms of the worst vacation ever? I don’t know… I’m just sayin’, at least the tsunami was something interesting. So I watched The Impossible with high scrutiny as I compared it to my trip to Canada.