i love the elderly. the (b)old. the experienced. the wise. i miss the grandparents in my life, and you've read many stories about just how much. but after this past wednesday's zoo experience, i'm utterly irritated. i get that there are senior days. i understand that they deserve to get out in the fresh air and enjoy the sight of animals basking in the sun, splashing in the water or running in circles (forever the wolverine). but. tell me this is not ridiculous. golf carts escorting these superior beings. ok, i'm not completely heartless. i know (and saw) that most of them were either wheelchair/walker bound. but why not close the zoo? the paths at our sweet and small zoo are not very wide. my double stroller can be a squeeze on some points of the trail/bridges. so add a golf cart to the mix and you'll find yourself backing up, clutching to the fences or having to turn around like i was. just silly! have a senior day, dedicated to seniors only and call it good. my wild child typically running the trails was not too thrilled to have to sit in the stroller with his smelly, goldfish-crusted sister during most of our outing.
(on a side note, just a month ago, i got rear ended by a lady [at least in her mid-70s] while sitting at a traffic light; two days later, got backed into by a lady (in her 60s, i'd guess) while sitting behind her at a car wash; then on wednesday, had a man stumble out of the senior center van and ding the s--t outta my passenger door. but. i swear i'm not bitter. just apparently, really unlucky.)
welcome to senior day!
not enough room to squeeze by to see the polar bears playing.
sad day.
3 of them within 30 feet of each other!
impossible!
moose by the fence
we love the spotted, chubby seals
i see london, i see france, i see jb's undie pants!
forever spotting specks of airplane
brown bear saying hello with a deep growl
lovin the warm sunshine!
whatta jerk
but she gets the last punch in!
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