Zoobileezoo
Baby it's Hot Outside.
Went to the LA Zoo yesterday with calicougar (+ Sam) and dustmeat . We got there right as it opened (NO traffic driving down. I was shocked), so for most of the time we were there it was not horribly crowded. Unfortunately, it WAS horribly hot (note to self-- do not go to zoo in August.). Suddenly any animal exhibit with shade became very attractive. The animals were all lying around and not really doing anything. Even the chimps did not indulge in any gross behavior
So we were going from shady exhibit to shady exhibit. I discovered I was happy just sitting on a bench in the shade. The heat was so draining I felt like I was 80 years old. We finally reached the playground area in the middle of the zoo, and Sam spent about an hour there while we happily sat on a picnic table in the shade. When it came time to go and we went under the awnings to the playground, I was shocked by how stifling hot it was under there. It was a good 10+ degrees hotter. I thought those stupid sunshades were supposed to keep the place cooler!
If the heat is rough on adults, it is worse for a small child, and Sam began overheating on the way back. I'm amazed she lasted as long as she did in that hot playground. (Future Sam job prospect: summer construction work in Pheonix.) Since I was the only one who still had water, I gave up the rest of my water bottle for child-cooling purposes.
Ruggels showed up shortly after I got home, and finally got to see the ComiCon loot, both free and paid.
The horror, the horror!
Dogwalk was late in the evening, when it got a bit cooler. One advantage of living in a desert-- it cools dramaticly as soon as the sun goes down. On the way back we passed a rather disreputable-looking person who seemed to be wandering around looking through the trash cans along the trail, I assume for recyclables.
About 100 yards beyond that our attention was attracted by a torn-up book and scattered pages on the trail. A flashlight revealed two very large peices of excrement amid the pages. It was brand-new (if the horrible smell and wetness was anything to go by.) Just think-- if we'd come down the trail 5 or 10 minutes earlier we would have run right into someone taking a dump in the middle of the bike path. You'd think they'd at least go into the bushes or the arroyo out of sight, but apparently the middle of the bike path was the place to be. This definitely falls into the ;_; (cries) category of "things I've seen."
Went to the LA Zoo yesterday with calicougar (+ Sam) and dustmeat . We got there right as it opened (NO traffic driving down. I was shocked), so for most of the time we were there it was not horribly crowded. Unfortunately, it WAS horribly hot (note to self-- do not go to zoo in August.). Suddenly any animal exhibit with shade became very attractive. The animals were all lying around and not really doing anything. Even the chimps did not indulge in any gross behavior
So we were going from shady exhibit to shady exhibit. I discovered I was happy just sitting on a bench in the shade. The heat was so draining I felt like I was 80 years old. We finally reached the playground area in the middle of the zoo, and Sam spent about an hour there while we happily sat on a picnic table in the shade. When it came time to go and we went under the awnings to the playground, I was shocked by how stifling hot it was under there. It was a good 10+ degrees hotter. I thought those stupid sunshades were supposed to keep the place cooler!
If the heat is rough on adults, it is worse for a small child, and Sam began overheating on the way back. I'm amazed she lasted as long as she did in that hot playground. (Future Sam job prospect: summer construction work in Pheonix.) Since I was the only one who still had water, I gave up the rest of my water bottle for child-cooling purposes.
Ruggels showed up shortly after I got home, and finally got to see the ComiCon loot, both free and paid.
The horror, the horror!
Dogwalk was late in the evening, when it got a bit cooler. One advantage of living in a desert-- it cools dramaticly as soon as the sun goes down. On the way back we passed a rather disreputable-looking person who seemed to be wandering around looking through the trash cans along the trail, I assume for recyclables.
About 100 yards beyond that our attention was attracted by a torn-up book and scattered pages on the trail. A flashlight revealed two very large peices of excrement amid the pages. It was brand-new (if the horrible smell and wetness was anything to go by.) Just think-- if we'd come down the trail 5 or 10 minutes earlier we would have run right into someone taking a dump in the middle of the bike path. You'd think they'd at least go into the bushes or the arroyo out of sight, but apparently the middle of the bike path was the place to be. This definitely falls into the ;_; (cries) category of "things I've seen."