Going to the Zoo!

When James was younger, he used to make stuff up that he'd seen, and tell the most imaginative stories ever. Thus, when he told us he'd seen a zebra out his train window on our very first trip to Todi, we essentially all told him he was full of nonsense and not to be silly...until we all actually saw the zebras our next time riding those tracks! Zebras in Italy?

We never tracked down the zebras (admittedly, we didn't hunt very hard) until just before we all went our separate ways. Since I left for Poland directly afterwards, I have just got around to writing about our adventure.

Sunday a week ago, Michael and I took the boys on a mysterious adventure. They were quite curious about where we were going and made all kinds of guesses...until they started seeing the signs for "Leo Wild Park"; at that point, it was pretty obvious. Bear in mind that this is about, oh, 15 minutes from Todi (if that).

It turns out that Leo Wild Park is about the most peculiar wildlife zoo? sanctuary? I have ever been to. You have to have reservations, and at least 10 people have to make reservations or they won't open. But the 10 people don't have to be all one group. Or something. I still don't quite get how it works, but that's fine. And we didn't have reservations, but once we told them that the peregrine falcon had been ours, they were quite happy to chat about it for a while and let us in despite our not having reserved (with, of course, the usual admonitions to reserve next time).

That said, we had a delightful walk around, admiring all sorts of wildlife (including alpacas and rheas wandering around with us) and, yes, zebras.

Zebras!

A hot zebra

The dudes with the stripy legs are a special kind of donkey. Tunisian, maybe?

The deer had reindeer-like furry horns

Loved the tree bark!

The camel's humps were deflated!!!

Love,

Alexandra