Charlie Hates Animals, Loves Trains

We took Charlie to the World Famous San Diego Zoo. We have an annual membership because we're responsible solid parents.

Turns out, Charlie hates animals.

I guess I should amend that statement - Charlie hates zoo animals. Domesticated animals are fine. Animals in cages, that can't ever harm him or get close to him - he want to "do sumthin else".

He was super pumped to be walking into this cave next to water behind a pane of glass until an otter swam up to him to say hello. "All done, let's go, sumthing else!" as he shook his hands back and forth in front of him, waving the traumatic experience away. All the parents got such a kick out of my little neurotic Woody Allen, while their children ooohed and aaahhhed on cue at the "coot aminals".

Charlie was way into the telescope at the monkey exhibit though. And the elevator to the tiger swamp. He also liked this tunnel thing.



Good thing I sprung for that annual membership because I'm sure Charlie will be BEGGING to return.

The World Famous San Diego Zoo is located in Balboa Park, this huge, beautiful setting that houses probably 173 museums. Maybe not that many. But close, I'm sure. It also has an old fashioned carousel, a huge playground, and, Charlie's favorite, a miniature train.

The miniature train was everything the zoo wasn't - it elicited sounds from my son that most parents only hear on Christmas morning. $2.00 to ride. Way cheaper than the zoo membership. The pictures speak for themselves.