I've visited the St. Louis Zoo more times than I can count.
But, lately, I have been coming to my senses about some of the things I used to associate with the St. Louis Zoo.
First of all: the smell.
I've always loved the smell of the Zoo.
When I was younger, I just thought it was the mulch.
But no. It's the animals.
I still love it.
And second: the train.
The St. Louis Zoo offers a train ride that takes you around the Zoo, and past multiple attractions.
And like any other railroad, they perform a brake check before heading down a steep grade.
You see, I've never sat in the very front of the train, so I've never seen the actual check going on.
And when I was younger, my friend's dad told me a chicken always sat on top of the tracks, so they had a shoo it away.
I've believed this since last year.
It was truly a heartbreaking revelation.
But, despite my realizations, I still always have a wonderful time at the Zoo.
|Score! Another birthday cake.|
|Yes, I flinched. Wouldn't you?!|
|I may have knocked over a toddler and an older lady to get this picture.|
|The largest rodent.|
|You know, for being one of the enemies of the Lion King, this guy is pretty cute.|
|I'd like to do that.|
|The nacho cheese tasted like movie theater popcorn.|
So, it wasn't even cheese.
Just cheese-flavored oil.
|My all-time favorite statue.|
|Bored on the train.|
|My favorite animal: naked mole rats.|
Judge me if you want.
|As usual - I'm confused.|
|Roaming chickens really do make me anxious.|
|No poo flinging today.|
I'll just be leaving...
|Very appropriately, my carousal animal.|
|A new method to carry your children.|
|The Somali Wild Ass.|
OF COURSE I took the opportunity.
|Possibly the lightest slushy known to mankind.|
|This guy terrorized me as a child.|
|Vicious, yet cuddly-looking.|
|I really just wanted to hug it.|
|And lastly - the (not really) famous St. Louis Zoo statue.|
It's famous to me.