(clipped from Back of Bourke)
Rating:
Variety of animals: 8
Quality of exhibits: 4
Getting around: 6
Pet-factor: 2 (and that's only because I'm including the safari operator)
Overall: 4
What to see: more monkeys than you know what to do with, possibly a tiger wandering around, the 'aquarium'
What to miss: The zoo - really, it needs a bit of work
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As I mentioned before, any time I am near a place that seems like it has a reasonably respectable zoo, I must go visit. It is my sole charge in life. Hyderabad just so happened to have a zoo.
Let me preface my visit by saying that it was not a terrible zoo, per se. But that being said, it was actually laughably bad at certain points. Join me on this magical journey, won't you?
Ok, not so bad, it has a cool sculpture out front.
Kinda respectable-looking.
*cricket...cricket*
by moats filled with tons of fish, which I can
only assume are piranhas or a very small
breed of shark.
I hadn't seen before here, at least.
not going near you to throw anything away,
creepy monkey trash can.
I had accidentally wandered into the National
Primate Conservation Park (which doesn't actually
exist, but very well could have as a result of
the first part of the zoo).
as you are not a monkey.
attraction at this zoo.
At this point I took a quick detour into their Natural History Museum, and let me just say how sad I am that I wasn't allowed to take photos in there. They had about a dozen dioramas depicting the natural history of India. Ten out of twelve of these displays were about tigers: 'a tiger at dawn,' 'a tiger sleeping,' 'a tiger eating its prey,' 'a tiger at midday,' 'a tiger at early afternoon,' 'a tiger at dusk,' etc. One of the other two had some sort of deer / elk thing in it. The final display had a crocodile and a dolphin with its tail snapped completely off and sitting right next to it. Oh man - it was everything I could do not to giggle my way through the entire thing.
What I wouldn't give to be a big cat and just
lie around all day in the sun.
because I'm in India.
all take a step in the opposite direction each time
I did. Whatever, I didn't want to pet you anyway.
Ok, one redeeming factor of the Hyderabad Zoo? They had somehow managed to harness the technology from Jurassic Park and create...dinosaurs.
RAHHH, it's the king of the dinosaurs!
triceratops!
I mean seriously, they're not even trying.
Look at that ridiculous grin.
Along the topic of the merciless staring and just feeling out of place, there were so many occasions where I would be walking by an exhibit and someone would be filming the animal, then out of the corner of they would see me, and slowly point the camera at me. Oh, and there was the time the zoo train went by and everyone shouted and waved. Or when the group of schoolchildren all swarmed around me. Or when the guy selling tickets for the zoo safari wanted his picture taken with me.
That's right, buddy - nothing's for free. You want
a picture with me? I get one too.
after they all walked by and stared unabashedly.
Ok, now we come to what I feel is the piece de resistance - the Hyderabad Zoo aquarium. While I was waiting for the safari (more on that to come soon), I took 3 minutes to wander through. Yes, 3 minutes. And that was being generous. And also allowed for a quick nap. The aquarium was about the size of my bedroom. And what denizens of the deep would meet me in this claustrophobic aquatic habitat?
I can't be certain, but I think there is actually
a goldfish in there.
had to clean up after a night of drinking Midori
sours...
doubt with the dinosaurs, but come on.
terror that you've painted-WHAT AM I
SAYING?
So that was fun.
Next it was time to hop on the safari bus to go
drive through an enclosure with lions and tigers
roaming free.
I was actually kind of excited for this. I've always wanted to go on an African safari, and this would just have to suffice until that actually happens. I walked up to the man and asked for 2 tickets for myself and Nayeem. He informed me that they needed a minimum of 12 people to go on the safari. Glancing around at the deserted zoo, I sighed and sat down in the chair next to him, staring at him through squinting eyes. Being somewhat impatient, I did what any sensible person would do...
...I bought all 12 tickets.
Let me just explain to you a little bit just where I am right now, and why I'm still enjoying myself so much. By all accounts, this is a pretty awful zoo. So what was the silver lining? I had paid for parking, admission for both myself and Nayeem, the fee to bring my camera into the zoo, 12 tickets for the safari, an ice cream, and a soda. Total equivalent cost of this experience? About $10. Yep. Even 12 seats on the Hyderabad Zoo safari rickshaw, and I was barely breaking double digits. Anyway, moving on.
Because no one else had actually shown up or
wanted to go, Nayeem and I had the bus to
ourselves.
tigers, I was glad to have sturdy mesh doors
that wouldn't suddenly slide open during slight
braking.
They finally got the door fixed and we entered through a series of rather rusty gates. The lions inside appeared to be caged until the van came along, at which point they would be let loose to wander around.
Like all cats, when the gates opened, they just
stood there looking outside, until the keeper
was just about to close the gate again, at which
point they decided they were ready to go out.
Better stretch first.
moseying.
worn out. I think I'll lie here in the shade.
a tiger wandered out right in front of us.
Bathtime.
Jurassic Park. Although, it did have state-of-
the-art voice activation technology...
he opens the gate...begrudgingly. Every
major theme park encounters some bugs
at some point, I suppose.
view back toward the city and Charminar,
where I would be going following the zoo.
about the size of large horses.
group of crocodiles that I had ever seen.
similar to crocs, but with embarrassingly-tiny
jaws. Hehehe.
walking in a single-file line.
That's about it in respect to the zoo. An honorable mention goes to the nocturnal creatures house, which was poorly-ventilated and smelled sickeningly like feces. Oh, and at the end, in the dark, the guide leading us through cornered me for a tip. *sigh* There was also a little girl begging as we were leaving - she latched onto my arm and kept calling me 'uncle.' To my knowledge, my brother has not fathered any children in India. That's right - I saw right through her little charade. She kept begging until we actually pulled away in the car.
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