“Someone told me
It’s all happening at the zoo.
I do believe it,
I do believe it’s true.
Mmmmm. Mmmmm. Whoooa. Mmmmm.”

I don’t blame Paul Simon because he was probably stoned off his ass when he wrote those lyrics, but there really wasn’t much happening at the Washington, DC, Zoo. The Smithsonian National Zoological Park is a pretty standard zoo; lots of critters in cages. They don’t try nearly as hard as the Henry Doorly Zoo, in Omaha, but what do you expect, it’s free?

We did spend a good amount of time watching a lion watch us. You could almost see the little wheels turning in his lion head trying to figure out how to get past the moat and over the wall to all of those tasty humans. Just to be safe, I made a point of standing near a bunch of slow looking women and children, because you can never be too careful in situations like that.