My parents are retired.  That’s a totally crazy concept to me.  I can’t even imagine never knowing what day of the week it is, or not really caring that this weekend is a three-day holiday?  EVERY day is a holiday to them.  But one thing is constant:  happy hour is at 5pm.  ON.THE.DOT.  I love these people.

Every winter, they head down to Carefree, AZ for a few months.  I love it down there, and they sprung for a plane ticket so their only daughter could spend a week in the sun and in their lovely company.  After a quick search of things we all haven’t seen/done in Phoenix, the Phoenix Zoo sounded like a perfect opportunity for me to take some pictures and hang out with Mom and Dad.

After planning out a route on the zoo map (no cracks about actually being organized, it was mroe to keep my dad walking in a straight line, I swear), off we went.  First up were the reptiles and other slimy things…

The snakes weren’t my favorite, but I loved this little guy…

Next up, prairie dogs.  This guy was holding court over all the others.

There was a family of giraffes, having a snack,

And a brother and sister lion pair sunning themselves (apparently they were rescued from a playpen in a Philadelphia apartment).

Rhinos,

Baboons,

and elephants, Oh My!

River otters,

and my favorite of the day, the Orangutans.

A surprising 4 hours later, we were all done.  Right in time for happy hour.

** If you’re interested, you can see the rest on my Flickr or Smugmug pages.  Enjoy!

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