I have been going to the San Diego Zoo since I was a little girl. I love going there. I just don’t remember getting so worn out even when my husband and I used to have five young children in tow.
When we recently visited the zoo my family chose not to ride the bus, even though we had tickets for it.
That would be much too simple. We needed to trek up every hill and dale to the outermost parts.
Over the years there have been so many improvements and upgrades. One place that never seems to change, though, is the reptile house.
It is just as scary as it was the first time I saw it. Granddaughter Kendall loves it there.
We didn’t bother to go through the panda display. The line to get in was way too long. We spent a lot of time watching the orangutan.
Two playful fellows wrestled right in front of us for the longest time.
Daughter Debbie’s favorite animal was the okapi, a native of the Congo, in Central Africa. Although the okapi bears striped markings similar to the zebra, it is most closely related to the giraffe. They eat leaves and buds, grass, ferns, fruit and fungi. At one time they were called African unicorns.
Grandsons Bo, Ben and Eric disappeared as soon as we entered the zoo.
We didn’t see hide nor hair of them until around 1 p.m., when we went into one of the many dining spots at the zoo.
Teenagers have this unerring sense to appear at mealtimes. The same thing happened while at a San Diego mall. They disappeared for several hours.
When we settled in at the food court they popped up again like clockwork.
While waiting for the Balboa Park evening concert to begin 13-year-old Kendall and I walked around the park. She was especially taken with a mime, and a magician performing on the grounds, and some fashion models posing for a photographer. These tall, thin, pale girls looked like they hadn’t had a square meal in a long time.
One of my favorite times during our vacation was being able to go Boogie Boarding together. There aren’t many things more enjoyable than riding waves with family on a sunny day.
While the kids were visiting I snuck away with my friend Jean for the wonderful 50th anniversary party of Jack and Bettyann Lamott.
The island-themed affair was held at The Bay Club on Shelter Island. While there I met a guest who used to sell pharmaceuticals around Imperial Valley and Yuma. It was fun listening to the names of the physicians he serviced.
His favorite ones were partners Dr. Holleran and Dr. Yellen of Brawley.
As a memento of their half century together, Jack and Bettyann’s daughters gave all the guests a CD of their parents’ favorite songs. I have so enjoyed listening to them over and over.