I was rather blasé about it while I was there, but when I went to bed that night I thought to myself, "OMG! those are killers!"
I was imagining being on the other side of those bars. Went to sleep hoping that I wouldn't have any nightmares about it. Can't believe that I actually looked into the eyes of a tiger and lived to tell about it.
Miguel looks scared in this photo, but he's quite okay about it. He totally loved our trip to Subic, as did I, tiger fears aside.
I've asked him a few times what his favorite part of the trip was, and the answers always change: the swimming pool that looks like a beach," the bubble fight in the jacuzzi, and feeding the camel at Zoobic safari.
My favorite was the bubble fight. Dennis was right; the jacuzzi rules. Special thanks to him and Essie for the weekend at the Subic Yacht Club :)
Fortysomething single parent's heroic attempts to be a supermom while staying beautiful
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
Who's afraid of the big bad tiger?
Labels:
trips
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment