Thursday, March 31st
On thursday, Taylor and I went to the Memphis Zoo. I kind of have mixed feelings about zoos, even more so. It was awesome to see all these amazing animals close up (or sitting uncooperatively way up in a tree cough*red pandas*cough) but a lot of them, especially the primates, made me feel sad an uncomfortable. I mean:
… you can’t possibly tell me that is a happy gorilla :/ Anyway here are some more animals, some depressing, some not.
Flamingos: not depressing.
Assorted primates: depressing.
Otters: thankfully not depressing.
Giant pandas: a little depressing but mostly just squalorous. I don’t know if you know what pandas do, but it’s basically: sit around being grubby and stuff face with bamboo then pass out.
More primates: more depressing, although the little baby was sooooo cute (you can kind of see it in the second picture, the mama was holding it).
Timber wolves: to Dougal-y to be depressing, especially Goofus McNeedsbraces there.
Bears: surprisingly undepressing.
Big cats: gorgeous but a little depressing. But still amazing, especially the lion, who came RIGHT OVER TO US. I seriously could have touched her, I swear.
Red pandas: NOT DEPRESSING AT ALL.
That night we went downtown to meet up with Amy and her friends Stephanie and Mike for dinner/drinks/pool on Beale Street, which is like the bar/music/tourists/wandering the street drinking district. We had dinner at the Blues City Cafe, then moved to Silky O’Sullivan’s for drinks, including this nasty concoction called a Diver, that’s like beer and rum and grenadine all mixed together and served in a bucket. I didn’t try it because I’m a picky brat, haha. Last we went up to the Absinthe Room, which is a kind of secret upstairs pool hall/bar.
I was actually a huge drag that night- I was tired & a little hungover from the Sweet Valley Confidential reading the previous night (I forgot to mention we drank our weight in vodka during the reading, which is why we only made it through 9 chapters).