During the summer, I can have every other Monday off if I work an extra hour each day. Some days I wonder if it’s worth it because I don’t get home until around 7pm. I miss dinner with the kid and he’s typically in bed by 8 or 8:30pm leaving me very little time with him. But then the coveted day off rolls around and we do something like…
Meet a Yellow-knobbed Currasow (from South America).
Get an up close look at the amazing world of ants.
Marvel at polar bears while watching them catch fish.
Play with friends in a wild land of make believe as I reminiscence about my own childhood playing on the very same structures.
Take obligatory touristy photos with statues.
Splash in a fountain as I recall a similar scene from a year ago.
… and I know it’s all worth it.