Journey to the Center of the Zoo

I started this blog entry way back in the spring, but I never finished it because we couldn't find our camera with all the pictures in it. Well, we found the camera, so here is the story and the pictures to prove it.

I am just now getting around to writing about our trip to the zoo last week. I have just come to from the anesthesia from my back surgery I had to have because of it.

This is a story of foolishness and hope. Let's begin.

My first folly was when I said to Amanda, "Hey, why don't I take a day off and we take the kids to the zoo?" I looked at the weather forecast and saw that Wednesday was going to be the coolest and prettiest day of the week. The second foolish thing I said was, " We should go on Wednesday. It looks like it will be a nice day." to which Amanda replied, "Okay. I think that Wednesday is half price day too." to which I replied, "Sweet."

It was not sweet. Little did I know that just about everyone from Texas (and all of Mexico) went to the Ft. Worth zoo that day.

As we reached Ft. Worth at I-35W I noticed that traffic was pretty backed up for that time of day. I mused, "Hope they're not all going to the zoo. Haha Ha ha."

They were.

I took us literally almost an hour to get to the road the zoo was even on when were only a couple of miles away. But I said to myself, "We already drove all the way out here, we might as well go ahead and go."

When we finally got to the proximity of the zoo, I saw that if we were ever going to get inside I needed to park as soon as possible. So we ended up parking not in the zoo parking lot or even in the grass outside the zoo grounds. No, we parked across the street from the road you have to drive down to get to the zoo. It was about two miles away.

When we got to the actual zoo entrance and I saw two and a half million people waiting to just buy tickets the Holy Spirit spoke to my conscience and said, "Repent."

Unfortunately, I didn't. After all, we were already there and had gotten past the worst of it. Oh, foolish man that I am.

It would take me too long to write out everything else that transpired that day, so I'll just sum it up.

When we got in, Evie pooped (I love you Amanda). There were so many people in there that the animals were coming out to observe us asking themselves why we are so stupid. And I was surrounded by so much B.O. that I actually saw a gorilla ask a zoo keeper to spray us down so that he could eat his lunch. Jack fell asleep in the stroller on the way out and was attempting to make head dives out of it, so I was got to carry him the two miles back to the car. On the way to the car I was like Jeremiah yelling at the people who were going in. "Repent! Turn back! It's not worth it! This way leads to death!"

So kids, the moral of the story is, "It's never too late to repent, unless you die. And if you go to the Ft. Worth zoo during spring break on half price day, you just might."

Now here are the pictures:

A big turtle laughing at me for being at the zoo today.

Ugly crocodile with big tumor on his nose. He doesn't care, he's just laughing at me for being at the zoo today.

Angry at the B.O.

I'm not smiling. My back just herniated.