When Phil and I went to San Diego for the first time, 12 years ago, we spent a long, sweaty afternoon at the Zoo. And, though I have never been a zoo kind of gal, I really enjoyed it and could have spent many more hours wandering along the paths, communing with nature.
So when we planned another week in San Diego after the madness of school and finals, and before I started my practicum, I knew that another day not feeding the animals and not tapping on the glass was in order.
I also made sure to take a bunch of pictures to share my experience with you.
The panda was awesome – it seemed so sweet and cuddly.
There were a bunch of giraffes, just munching on tall leaves and chilling.
The rhino was trying to find some shade.
The flamingos splashed their feet at the edge of the water as they drank.
A mama duck was taking her babies for a stroll…along the bus lane.
This was a camel, I think…its hard to tell from this angle, but the humps are a dead giveaway.
The warthog was feeling shy.
The donkey was lunching on some grass.
Uhm…yeah, I have no idea what this was, but it obviously didn’t want its picture taken.
The zebra was…wait a minute, I am a sensing a pattern in these pictures.
I probably shouldn’t have had that garlic for lunch.