Can I just start out by saying I am not an animal person. I really thought I was, but I'm not. There were all kinds of animals there, not just gators. They seemed bold and I didn't like that at all. A bird stalked me, no seriously, it did. When we walked past the petting zoo the humungous goats were standing on two legs desperately trying to lean over the fence to eat a child, no seriously, it's what I saw folks. And the gators, they all looked like they were dead but I know it was just their clever ploy to lure people prey.
Also saw Chester. Seeing him made me question my quest to see a gator in the wild. This guy was huge and mean.
The one positive thing is the staff were all so friendly and ruggedly handsome. Wish a certain single friend of mine, who we'll call Lindsey, was with me.
After Gatorland we ate at my favorite restaurant. I, of course, had biscuits. BTW, my mom calls this place Crackel Barrel
When we got home, we passed through a lovebug massacre to get to the front door. These lovebugs are OUT OF CONTROL! We get conflicting reports from everyone. Some say they'll last another month, another was seven days total. Mom and I clung to the seven days and counted down from Tuesday when we experienced the first swarm. Please God, make them go away by next Tuesday.