We went to a "safari park", which means that you drive through the enclosures that the animals are in. It felt very much like Jurassic Park, especially when the double gates for the tigers and lions had to open one at a time to ensure that the animals did not escape. The boys thought it was too cool. We rolled our windows down when we could, and Marc almost didn't roll his up fast enough to avoid the BIG BROWN BEAR sneaking up on us. The picture of the monkey on the car is our car. He is sitting on the mirror eating a cracker that just "magically" appeared on our windshield (stuck there with squirt cheese I might add). In the other monkey enclosure, you could walk around and almost touch them. We had to keep our pockets closed because they apparently are kleptomaniacs. The cheekiest monkey stole gum from our friends pocket and wasted the whole pack. At the end of the day, we got to watch the keeper feed and care for the falcon. It was good it was after Easter, or the boys might have been traumatized to see baby chicks treated that way.
