Australia Zoo

No surprises today. We planed the trip to the Australia Zoo properly. We got up around 7 'o clock and arrived 10 minutes early at the train station. We were a little bit afraid we would mostly see the same animals as in Lone Pine. But it turned out to be a valuable trip after all. Lots of action with crocodiles, young tigers, a koala that was actually awake (together with a baby koala) and we even touched one. We didn't want to bother the poor creatures, but a staff member showed us a spot on their back that contained no nerve-endings and she guaranteed we wouldn't wake him up. It got real nice when we passed by the same koala a few hours later, just to see there was a huge line of people, waiting to pad him.



Australia Zoo was the home of Steve Irwin, the Crocodile Hunter. There's a huge tribute wall, telling how he's a legend and how everybody misses him. Since he passed away about a month ago he's suddenly some kind of hero. For those who didn't hear of his death or want to learn more: Steve Irwin [wikipedia]. You can have your picture taken and afterwards they'll blend in a picture of Steve holding a crocodile. We can understand this. Every park has it. But the following thing is just one bridge too far. A talking Steve, like he's some kind of action hero. Just don't understand it.




While you're enjoying the pictures, we'll go out for a nice steak.