... And you are never prepared to see that.

The past week I've been recovering from an injured foot and a cold. Since today I had a day off from work and the weather was perfect, I went for a hardcore walk in the park. I walked from my apartment by Forest Park Ave all the way to Lindell, through Forest Park, all the way up to the zoo, through the zoo, up to the Saint Louis Art Museum, had a beverage and checked out the Asian art exhibit, walked down Art Hill, past the tennis courts and MUNY, back to Lindell, along Kings Highway... 

I told you I was hardcore. It had to have been several miles... I came home sore. 

But here was my motivation to walk all the way to the zoo in the first place: It is Ottertober. That's right, otters. I personally love the puppies of the sea... and I figured that since it was a Sunday and the weather is perfect, the zoo would be... well, a zoo. I'm not that good at parallel parking, so I figured I'd walk. 

So I walked to the fucking zoo and I couldn't find the otters. Disappointing, yes. But then things took a turn. I walked over to the primates' exhibit area... and I guess so they wouldn't get heat stroke, some of the apes were shaved completely bald. 

Let me restate: some of the apes were shaved completely bald. You are never prepared to see such a thing... and when it happens, it feels violating and dirty. Words cannot express it... I'm seriously traumatized. I did NOT walk 3 fucking miles to the zoo for that! 

My legs feel like they are going to fall off. As sore as they are, I may just let them.