One of the fun things we did while in Miami was to
visit Jungle Island, formerly Parrot Jungle.
We took the dinghy over and came into a derelict dockage area, but
docked up anyway.
In order to get to
Jungle Island, we had to wait for a private fence to open by drivers with a
code. We did not have a code. We would not have a code when we left Jungle
Island later in the day. We sauntered
through the gate anyway and bought our tickets.
As soon as we entered, we were (almost) made to go through a line and
get our photos taken with parrots who played dead or sat on your shoulder.We opted out and cut in front of everyone, including the photographer, to start our regular tour. I expected a cheesy place, but we had a really good time even if it was to get away from the boat for a day.
We joined in watching an animal parade in the kids'
area and I was laughing at the juggler who dropped a pin. When a kid came out to pick it up and give it
back, he "accidentally" dropped another one, and so on, much to the
kids delight.

My lesson for you today is to never cross paths with
a cassowary That's a cassowary over there at the left; I filched the photo from some internet source. Look at those feet! You're welcome.


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