We took water, cookies, and brownies to the zoo with us in our cooler. We bought a 24 pack of Dasani water at the grocery store for a couple of bucks on sale to share with everyone. Last time we were at the zoo, that amount would buy one bottle of water. It's like going to a movie theater except we didn't have to sneak the cooler in by stuffing into my wife's purse.
We put the cooler in Trey's Jeep stroller and wheeled it in. We paid for everyone and headed for the place that my wife had picked for lunch. It was as far away from the entrance as you could go and still be in the zoo. I think we were actually starting to get close to the San Diego zoo when we got there.
Not that it really mattered since we would have walked all the way down there if we were looking at animals. Now we would just look at them on our way back.
Ninja and his family were running a little late so I walked all the way back to the entrance when they got there and back to the lunch spot. Asian, I think is what they were going for but missed by a long shot. I can't really explain what it was but it had rice at the bottom and some crispy tortilla strip thingies on top with mystery meat in the middle.
Before we ate, there was some conjecture that the food was made out of the sick or old animals that could no longer escape. If the cook could catch up to the animals, it was time for them to be culled from the herd and made into pseudo-asian food.
After we ate, I'm pretty sure that they just waited for the animals to drop dead before trying to catch them to cook for our dining enjoyment. It made the cat that's cooked up at our usual place seem like a delicacy. "What is this? 4 day old road kill rhino? I can't even say this tastes like chicken." I went back for extra packets of soy sauce and hot mustard. I thought I could fool my taste buds. Didn't work.
Maybe that's why the brownies were such a hit. It took four of them as a chaser to hide the flavor of teriyaki dead rhino ass.
We loaded the cooler and presents into the stroller and started to check out the live animals. Trey was running from one cage to the next. "See 'nuther animal," he would say and he'd be off. I was pushing the stroller along until after we saw the leapord. He took off down a trail with a new adopted family to go see some more animals. The mom turned around and asked, "Is this yours?" "Yeah," I admitted. She pointed at me and sent Trey back. I'm sure they were a nice family and would have taken good care of him.
My wife was frantically looking around for Trey. She walked through this little cave thing and came out and Trey was standing by my side like he had never left. We just smiled at her like she had lost her mind. She was on to us though and decided to switch jobs. She would push the refreshments around and my sole job would be to keep an eye on Trey. At least that was her plan.
It turns out that I did have a second job. Picture taking.
So, we're climbing the backside of Everest and my wife is pushing the cooler up the hill. I'm kind of watching Trey as I take pictures of everyone. Everyone is laughing because she's pushing this cooler up the hill while I wander around taking pictures.
In my defense, let me say that I took over 100 pictures that day. Do you know how much that weighs? So stay off my back.
Anyway, she's pushing this thing up the hill telling me how heavy it is and finally, I cave.
"Here, let me help you," I said.
I walked down to the stroller and removed the lid to the cooler.
"Come on everyone, have another drink. This thing is heavy. Help a girl out."
Ty and Cody grabbed drinks because they're chivalrous like that. I put the lid back on and ran to catch up with Trey. I must have dashed off too fast because I don't remember my wife telling me thank you but I'm sure she did.
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