It has been years since I was at the Tyrell Museum. I was probably about 10 at the time, so I don't remember a lot about it, other than vague memories of a couple of pictures of my cousins and me, and that it was cold and rainy that day and not too busy. Last week was a bit different...
ERMEGERD! ERM SO HERPY TO SEE YER!
The photo above is fairly a pro pos, given the barrage of screaming children we encountered upon entry. I would suggest that a lot of the children were probably a bit too young to be there actually and whether it was from boredom, or conversely over-stimulation, but I saw now fewer than three children having a complete and utter meltdown on their exit as I waited for my mother to finish her cigarette. It didn't bode well, but we weren't leaving until we went in for awhile.
God you people are so loud... trying to get some sleep around here!
If you're not hearing the roar from the t-rex in Jurassic Park in your head... you're just not livin' are you?
BUBBLES! BUBBLES BUBBLES BUBBLES!... ... My bubbles...
I don't remember this greenhouse being there last time I was there, but it's beautiful. If I worked here, I would spend my lunches in the greenhouse.
Shelley! After seeing so many dinosaurs that are no longer actually alive, it was a shock to see Shelley streaking back and forth in her tank.
Play?
Hey! It's Manny, Diego and... well I guess that could be Sid on the left there?
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