We went back to the Bronx Zoo one weekend in September.
It's not that I found the animal asses to be fetching as per our
last visit in May. No, because if I did that would group me into that corner of the internet that no one should speak about or exist.
Lego Master Builders,the people who are just that more skilled than you and I (psst, that's why they call them M-a-s-t-e-r-s. It's a true, sad story), designed and built set pieces for exhibition at the Zoo.
Scattered amongst some of the major displays, lego animals lurked. With special passports, you could spot the wild lego beasts and stamp your way through the zoo grounds - proof that you survived a certain type of blockish massacre.
We found about 5 out of the 8. Don't judge us! Having just visited the zoo some months ago, we did not need to wander the exhibit too much again but hit up some of the places we missed in May. Yes, we probably should have at least tried to go find the Lego exhibits but there was callaloo, crab and a Frass waiting at home for us.
It was also decided that since Beetchie had not gone in some years save her last visit for an interview in which there was some snootiness involved on behalf of the staff, that perhaps since she was visiting for the weekend we could make a fun time of it.
The day started though, with a proper mini-Irish breakfast. As it turns out, a mini-Irish breakfast is anything but mini.
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| At $5.00, it was a great deal. And one can only imagine what a full Irish entails. |