So every year on August 15th we go to the zoo. It's a holiday in Jundiai, but not Sao Paulo, which means My Man has work off and the zoo's not too crowded. It's a beautiful thing.
We ate zoo food for lunch. The best thing about it was watching Little Prince play in line.
These are My Man's favorites - their colors always stun me. It's like I can't tear my eyes away - they blend in so beautifully one to another ... so vibrant, so deep .... These birds are HUGE, too. Like as tall as my arm.
I am like a little kid at the zoo. A giggling, hyper little kid. I never tire of it. I just drag my patient family along with me from one exhibit to the next. It just makes me feel all bubbly inside. I actually cried at both the chimps and orangutan. They have such human, emotive faces. I wanted to hug them. One of the mommy chimps had a baby with her, and the way all the chimps handled him, so sweetly, so loving ... well, it made me bubbly. And warm. And happy.
Til next year!