Why certain things should just never get crossed off your bucket list

One of the things I vowed to do during my summer sabbatical was to scratch off a few things off my New York City bucket list. This is a post about one of those things, the Bronx Zoo.

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. If you can, try to make sure that your friends are better than you at pretty much everything. It will make your life so much better and so, so much easier. Case in point, my friend Mark. Mark is a photographer. A real photographer. One who actually uses all of those manual camera settings that may as well not exist as far as I am concerned. Luckily for me, and for you, my gentle readers, Mark accompanied me on my bucket list busting trip to the Bronx Zoo.

The beautiful images below are all his. (You can see more of his amazing work on his website.)






Lemur Closeup






The King


And here is an image NOT taken by Mark.

This is one of my better shots.

I had been wanting to go to the Bronx Zoo for years. I hadn’t been to a zoo since I was a little kid and thought it would be soooo cool to see all of these exotic animals who lived just a subway ride away from Manhattan.

The zoo is easy to get to. You can take the subway from the East or West side, drive, or take the express bus. Information on how to get there, how to get tickets and anything else you’d want/need to know can all be found on their website. There is a ton to see and do — including a Dinosaur Safari — and you could easily spend a full day here. Be prepared to walk a lot and try to bring a lunch because the food choices are few, greasy and expensive.

Now. The big question is. Should you actually go?

Ugh, you guys, I don’t know….. I know that zoos in general do a lot of great work for animals around the world. And that for many city kids a zoo like this is the closest they are likely to ever get to these beautiful creatures. I know that it’s a great way to get kids outdoors and spend hours outside (the zoo is HUGE) learning and appreciating nature. And that it’s a way to show them that there is so much of the world out there for them to see and, perhaps, inspire them to go out and see it.

But the animals…. they just don’t belong in a place like this. They’re here because we’ve made it difficult, if not impossible, for them to survive in their natural habitats. We’re killing them, poaching them, destroying their homes and so we need places like zoos and reserves to protect them.

But. It’s. Just. So. Sad.

Yes they are safe but they are not free. Their cages are small and more than once I noticed how they would repeat the same pattern of movement from one end of their space to another — over and over again, obsessively. They don’t belong here. And I think they know it. So in the end, I wish I had not gone.

And on that cheery note….have a great weekend you guys!


PS: Next week we’ll get back to some serious food related postings as my camera is brimming with photos of oysters and donuts, and you alls needs to sees thems.

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5 replies

  1. Try the Central Park Zoo. It’s convenient, and if you do get disgusted by the accommodations and how they foster obsessive, neurotic behavior in the animals, you can compare them to the h. sapiens that live in the rest of manhattan. At least the animals get a view of the park…

    (On a more uplifting note, you should also swing by the east side of the park in the 70s and take a look at the hawk, Pale Male. Free, uncaged, living above a penthouse on 5th ave. Totally at the top of the food chain.)

  2. Zoos depress me. It is why I rarely go to them. But great photos!

  3. That is some amazing photograhy!

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