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.
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Score! Another birthday cake. |
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Yes, I flinched. Wouldn't you?! |
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Exhibit A. |
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I may have knocked over a toddler and an older lady to get this picture. |
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The largest rodent. |
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You know, for being one of the enemies of the Lion King, this guy is pretty cute. |
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RUDE. |
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I'd like to do that. |
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The nacho cheese tasted like movie theater popcorn. So, it wasn't even cheese. Just cheese-flavored oil. |
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My all-time favorite statue. |
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Bored on the train. |
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My favorite animal: naked mole rats. Judge me if you want. |
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I. WANT. |
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As usual - I'm confused. |
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Roaming chickens really do make me anxious. |
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No poo flinging today. Only cuteness. |
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Sorry, sir. I'll just be leaving... |
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Very appropriately, my carousal animal. |
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A new method to carry your children. |
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The Somali Wild Ass. OF COURSE I took the opportunity. |
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Possibly the lightest slushy known to mankind. |
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This guy terrorized me as a child. |
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Vicious, yet cuddly-looking. |
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I really just wanted to hug it. |
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Oops. |
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And lastly - the (not really) famous St. Louis Zoo statue. It's famous to me. |
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