Hawaii: Honolulu Zoo

Someone needs to tell me stuff… Like “Annie, don’t go to the zoo around noon, it’s hot and all the animals will want to take a nap.” I’m an urban chick, I don’t know stuff like that…

Anyway, the visit to the zoo was by no means a bust (not like the ill-fated ice cream sandwich trip John and I attempted in San Francisco. They’re closed till noon? Really??). I saw plenty of animals, a whole metric shit ton of different birds (some of them extremely beautiful, and I don’t normally care too much for the bird-portion of a zoo) and my favourite, the elephants, decided they wanted to have a dip in their own private pool and gave us quite a show. I got to see Rusti the huge orangutang and his mate, Violet. Or at least, we saw her fur, she was hiding in a huge plastic box with the stiff back hair sticking out, giving away her position. Apparently, she is the more playful of the two, so whenever the keepers give them stuff to play with she steals it all and uses it in turns. Rusti, for the most part, entertained himself by not giving a shit about us and picking boogers out of his nose.
The tiger was a no show, as was the Aaaardvaaark, but the chimps at least gave us the finger and the lions spread out to show us their genitals in the warm sun. Lovely…
Honolulu Zoo is straight across the road from the Polynesian Hostel (my home for this stay) and costs 14$ for any, normal, non-military or non-decrepitly old person so I thought it was a good way to kill a few hours since I am slightly sunburned and have given myself a penalty of “no beach until Sunday”. I wasn’t wrong, it was a cool zoo, even with the animals being seriously lazy. We even saw a lizard trying to climb over (or hump) a turtle… The jury’s still out…