Notes by Nectar

Your destiny lies in your own hands

On Monday night we decided we’d go to Bali Zoo the following day. We left home in two cars at around noon (we had planned on leaving at 11am but by the time we were all organised it was closer to 12). We all went, except Dad – I think he just wanted some peace and quiet. 

It took us just over an hour to get there. 

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We were told that if we went straight to the restaurant we’d be able to see the tiger cub and have photos taken with it. When we got there, there was a different animal there (which we later discovered was an Asian bearcat – I’d never seen one before) and were told it would still be a while before the tiger arrived. We decided we’d skip the long queue to see the tiger and start walking around the zoo. 

The first animals we saw were the lions.

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We followed the path and came across some crocodiles.

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I asked my brother-in-law to stand near the crocodile to put its size into perspective.

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There were lots of bats!

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We were introduced to Jerry, the wild pig. 

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‘You can touch him if you want,’ said the zoo staff. Er, no thanks! We later learnt that safety wasn’t a priority at this zoo!

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Our paths kept crossing with a large (very annoying) Chinese family – they had no manners and kept trying to feed the animals. At one point they put some chicken onto a long stick and tried to feed it to one of the monkeys! They were noisy and we just wanted to get away from them.

There was a sad tiger all alone in its enclosure. At first I thought it was limping but then realised that it only had three legs.

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We saw honey bears.

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Some birds roamed around freely.

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There was a petting zoo with deer and rabbits – but the rabbits didn’t look very healthy at all.

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We then met Bobby, some kind of bird of prey (I can’t remember what he was). He reminded me of a character from ‘The Muppet Show’. We were told not to get too close to him as he wasn’t fully trained yet.

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After walking through the python enclosure we came to Jacky, the orangutan. The warning outside his enclosure told us to be careful as he had a habit of throwing his food at visitors watching him. 

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And then several things happened at once:

  • The Chinese family caught up with us
  • An elephant carrying people approached us

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  • A member of staff rushed towards us ushering us off the path saying ‘the tiger is coming’

Excuse me? The what is coming? 

‘We’re bringing the tiger this way so move off the path.’ 

Where were we supposed to go? We got off the path, moving closer to Jacky’s enclosure.

‘Be quiet – the tiger is dangerous.’ The Chinese family understood this to mean ‘make even more noise’.

A few seconds later, three members of staff walked past with a tiger cub on a leash – just a few feet away from us. The tiger was 9 months old, but bloody strong! It caught sight of the elephant on its right and bolted towards it. It took all three men to regain control over the animal and walk him away. In hindsight any one of us could have been mauled!

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While watching the drama with the tiger we all had our backs to Jacky, when my sister felt something hit her back. Jacky was throwing things at us! Either we were blocking his view of the tiger or he was feeling neglected. He started looking around for things to throw at us so we decided we’d better move on. We left the Chinese family throwing things back at him. 

We moved on to the safety of the camels and elephants and bought some fruit so we could feed the elephant.

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We passed another tiger enclosure and then we’d seen all the animals. We went back to the restaurant to have a bite to eat and relax.

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The zoo itself was very pretty… 

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I’m glad we went – it was an experience – but I don’t think I’d go back again! 

 

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