Orangutans Are Skeptical of Changes in Their Cages

Oh, hey. I have a new current city: Boynton Beach, Florida. Yeah, that’s right. Some brave chick got on a plane without blogging a sob story about it first. ☺

I was too busy basking in my good luck and my current love of the District to concentrate on being terrified. And you know what? I didn’t crash and burn. To be honest, I was a little superstitious – maybe because I wasn’t so afraid of the plane this time, something bad would happen? …Turns out that’s untrue. Again, let me make this wonderful point: I’m alive!

Back to my good luck and love of D.C. I had the amazing opportunity to spend a few hours of a wonderful (if rainy) day at the National Zoo with my friend Shannon! I know her from undergrad at UCF, but her mom and brother reside in Maryland. Luckily, she’s such a good friend that she braved District traffic to pick me up at my apartment and drive me to the zoo.



Shannon is, in fact, such an awesome friend that she even conceded to wearing elephant ears with me for a picture. She’s moving to Korea in 3 weeks to teach English to some lucky middle schoolers for a year.

I wish that I was brave enough to do that. But maybe by spending a few years in D.C. and at law school, my bravery will grow – and I will be able to travel the world and affect it positively then.

I had 3 favorite animals of the day at the National Zoo. Number 1 was this llama, who sat underneath a constant spray of water. He was soaking wet, adorable, and reminiscent of Peru.



Next up was the panda, who I didn’t get to see on my first zoo adventure with my family, as she suddenly decided to take a nap when we were about 5 people away from gaining admittance to her little area.

And my third favorite animal – this alligator snapping turtle. He looks like a dinosaur. I love him.



Oh, there was also this huge turtle who was being given a shot. Apparently, he was not the most intelligent turtle, because he kept stretching out his neck whenever the zookeeper held up a large red buoy. I honestly thought that he would eventually recognize that the buoy was plastic, and therefore not a desirable food source. …No. He liked it.



…Something tells me it’s all happening at the zoo. I do believe it. I do believe it’s true.

And here is my favorite pretty picture of the day:

Despite the rain, a little boy and his mom can still have tons of fun:



And that's the way the hippo heckles.