So... what else is there to do in the Louisana sticks than to spend an afternoon getting up close and personal with Mr. Al himself...
About an hour from here is a tourist trap called "Alligator Park." Well... everything is about an hour from here, but that's not the point. So, we loaded up and headed out to see just what it was all about. I mean... there is only so much you can do and see at Wal-Mart.
Every half hour the people at this park, which by the way isn't a park that you want to get off the beaten path and play in the water type of park... but every 30 minutes they do an alligator feeding... Yeah, this is the reason that I tell Josh that "I will NOT go fishing in this State!" (even though I *L.O.V.E.* to fish!!)
During the above demonstration, it was told that there are more alligators in the State of Louisiana than the human population of Houston, TX!!! Again... I will NOT go swimming in any outdoor body of water while residing in this State, or Mississippi, Florida, or any other swampy/everglady type of environment!! Sorry, it's just not happening.
This alligator's name was "Tucker." I had to laugh at these pictures because I find it funny to see how multi-tasked Forest can be... That sno-cone is almost as big as him, and while he was excited about being able to pet the "agilgator!" he in no way, shape, or form, was going to put his sno-cone down!
The car ride home was rather fun too... just about every five minutes on the dot Forest piped up how "Daddy, you know you can't touch the BIG AGILGATORS!, they'll bite you! You can only touch the lil' agilgators." (five minutes later...) "Daddy!... "
Of course, after each episode, I (being the chicken) would re-inforce that we shouldn't touch ANY alligators, but just stay away from any body of water in Louisiana all together!!
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