Last week a friend and I went to the National Zoo for Zoo Lights—for
the month of December, various corporations sponsor thousands of light displays
at the zoo. This was the first time I’d been there since shortly after the
first panda arrived in the last century—on short trip to DC that was one of my
must-dos, seeing the panda. (I also went to the first club in the country that
had male strippers. I much preferred the panda.)
Anyhow, my friend is a big fan of the zoo, and going at night,
when I can’t see incarcerated animals, is about the best time for me. And it
was quite a sight. I’m just gonna lay some pix out for you. The best things for
me were the “animal lanterns”—lighted from the inside.
A couple of the animal lanterns moved.
One other highlight of that outing: as we were making our way to
the exit, a toddler (in a stroller, maybe two-ish?) started screaming. Not
crying, full-throated empty-your-lungs screaming. And the kid kept it up for at
least 20 minutes—they followed us across Connecticut Avenue all the way to the
Metro station. I have no words.
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