 I know, Miles. I know. We go and we jump in the wave pool. We float down the lazy river. We spin through the whitewater rapids until we're totally drenched, grinning ear to ear, and surprisingly thirsty. So I go to the funnel cake vendor for something to drink. Can I get a bottle of water, please? He says, no problem. That'll be $7. $7 for a bottle of water?