- When I was four, we moved to Kenya. Early in our stay, we went to the Nairobi zoo.* As we walked along the main path, a band of monkeys scurried over a fence and across directly in front of us, then over another fence and away.** What a zoo. (Hah!)
- I once saw a large gorilla chew up a banana, press his face against the glass directly opposite a small girl, and schmoodge the banana out in a nasty chewed up pancake. It seemed like a remarkably pissy thing to do.
- In college, a group of us took a day trip to the National Zoo. On the brightly colored map was a picture of "Monkey Hill". That sounded good. We excitedly made our way. When we arrived, we found a raggedy mound with a couple of forlorn monkeys intently picking each others asses. Cotton candy couldn't mask the bitter taste of disappointment
* As a four-year-old, I was surprised to learn that tigers don't live in Africa. Then we went to the zoo. There was a tiger there. I was confused.
** Later in Kenya, I saw plenty of wild monkeys (I once had an inadvertent alpha-staredown with a large male baboon), but that first encounter made a strong impression.