Summer 2018: Bronx Zoo

In late August, Kimmy Gibbler and I took our little ones down to the Bronx Zoo.  Late August was a busy period for me so I never got around to posting about it.

So today we are going to take a bit of a flashback.

Going to the Bronx Zoo has always been on my bucket list.

One day I mentioned this to Kimmy and it turned out that she always wanted to go as well.

We decided to just do it.

Like Nike.

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We live close enough where visiting is a day trip.  I had originally thought about taking the train.  I thought that a train ride would add to the excitement of the day but there is no easy connection on public transportation.  So Kimmy drove.

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When you go to the Bronx Zoo, you have the choice to buy a basic ticket or an “total experience” ticket.  We had purchased total experience tickets because Kimmy did a cost analysis and realized that if you buy the basic ticket and decide you want to do the “extras,” it ends up being more expensive to do those “extras” a la carte.

My big pet peeve is that if you purchase the “total experience” package, they do not give you a wristband.  They scan your ticket at each attraction.  Now you can access your ticket electronically or print it up but it was still annoying.  We had printed our tickets which was good because Kimmy’s phone battery died and my phone battery ran low.

It was really annoying to have to dig out the piece of paper every time.

I know, I know…

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I would sarcastically say to Kimmy “Do you know what would be really cool? If you could have a bracelet instead of having to dig out this paper every time you want to do something.”

The workers didn’t find me funny but Kimmy thought I was hilarious.

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If anyone from the Bronx Zoo is reading this: please, invest in wristbands.  Please!

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Our first stop was the world of birds.  We actually didn’t spend much time here.  We knew time was limited, especially with young ones so we wanted to head over to the Africa and Asia section.  So when we return, we need to pay more attention to the birds.

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Tigers!

Turtles.  One turtle kept trying to get up on the log and it was fascinating to watch the other turns reaction.  Or lack of reaction really.

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My daughter’s favorite- The Bug Carousel

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Butterfly House

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Some post-Butterfly House fun

Back to the Bug Carousel.  My daughter would have been on it all day if I had let her.

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Ice cream break.

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Africa.

Setting the mood

Or maybe you prefer the Weezer version…?

Lions

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Towards the end of the day, we went on the Wild Asia Monorail.  We had to wait in line for about an hour to get on.

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Somehow we survived the wait in line and the monorail was awesome.  Though my daughter fell asleep somewhere after the elephants.  At this point, my phone battery was running very low so I couldn’t take many pictures.

The zoo closed at 5 pm that day.  The kids were troopers.  We did a ton of walking and they lasted the whole day.  We saw most of the zoo with the exception of the birds.  If you live near the Bronx Zoo, I highly recommend it.

Have you ever been to the Bronx Zoo?  If not, is it on your bucket list?

 

 

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My one fun night in New York City

 

Bryon spent the last two and a half weeks of his life in New York City.  I had him moved from our regional medical center because he needed better care.  It was two of the most optimistic and the most scariest weeks of my life.   I was optimistic because he had a world class medical team caring for him.  I was scared because he was still very sick and I knew that even if he survived, the road to recovery was going to be complicated.

I don’t usually think about my time in New York.  I mean, it ended with Bryon dying.  

Yesterday I was reading about how one of my blogging friends spent her birthday in NYC.  She spent part of her day in Washington Heights, which was the part of NYC where Bryon’s hospital was located.  

It dawned on me that I can’t ignore New York City forever.  Someday I will  have to return.  I may want to take my daughter to see the Rockettes or take her to the Natural History Museum.  Or the Bronx Zoo.  Or maybe I would go with my Spanish teacher friend to find an Argentinian restaurant.  Or to see The Bangles with Kimmy Gibbler and my Latin Teacher friend the next time they go on tour.  It would be ridiculous to avoid a whole city for the rest of my life because of what happened.  I will probably just avoid Washington Heights.

So I was reading my blogging friends birthday post and then I was on Facebook.  I checked “On This Day” and sure enough, it was a post about the one fun thing I did during those two and a half weeks.

My daughter’s Godmother came down with her (now) fiance and got hotel rooms in the Times Square area.  She was telling me all about the city as we drove downtown.  I am a small town girl from Maine after all.  We had dinner at a Mexican restaurant.  It was my one fun night in New York City.

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Though there were other good things about being in the city.

I had a family to stay with.  They didn’t even know me but they knew Bryon.  They welcomed me into their home and they were so kind to me.  They stay ended up being short but had Bryon survived, he might have been in the city for months.  They never once gave me a time limit.  I know they were rooting for the slow recovery.  It would worth a trip to NYC to see them and have them meet my daughter.

Bryon’s friends in NYC got to see him.  That was great.

The team was much more optimistic and Bryon’s spirits were the best they had been through the whole ordeal.  In Albany, Bryon was too depressed to facetime with our daughter, but in NYC, he was happy facetiming her.

Bryon still had his sense of humor.  It took me a week to figure out that I could take the express train to get to the hospital faster.  He shook his head and rolled his eyes at me.

But right now, NYC remains the city where Bryon died.  Maybe someday I will return but it probably won’t be anytime soon.