After addressing the post swim hungries, it was time to introduce our guests to the Night Safari!!!
Night Safari is a popular Singapore attraction – basically, it’s a nighttime zoo. Many of the animals there are nocturnal, and the rest have had their internal clocks flipped by being fed at night instead of during the day, to keep them up and active in the evenings. I’m not totally sure how I feel about this, but on the scale of “indignities to animals in captivity”, it seems pretty low. And the animals seem generally well tended otherwise. They don’t have an enormous amount of space, but many are smallish animals, and there is considerably effort made to avoid caging.
You can take a tram ride around the perimeter of the park to see some of the highlights and the larger animals, but my favorite part is wandering the footpaths. I love going on a less-crowded evening, when I can really appreciate the surreal feeling of walking through the jungle (albeit on paved paths) at night. There is a bit of light, but I still get the sense that I’m walking through the “forest” after dark.
I love to find a less-popular area, where I can stand quietly and observe the animals for awhile. As any naturalist knows, several minutes of quiet watching often reveals much more than a quick cruise past, and I greedily hoard these observations all for myself. At least, I hoard them until KMN (or some other unsuspecting member of our group) walks past, then I gleefully pull them over, share my little nugget of observation, and force my victim to watch with me. My friends and husband are infinitely patient. 🙂
On this particular trip, my favorite critters were the brush-tailed possum and the Asian otters. Otters are stinky, but I don’t ever get tired of watching their fluid, speedy bodies zip over, around, and through the water.
I also learned that there is an animal called a wallaroo. (!!!!) It looks like a kangaroo (which is large) and a wallaby (which is small), but is an intermediate size. Who knew? Wallaroo is my word for today, by the way. I’ve been saying it in my head all day long. [Shhh. I’m totally normal. Shh…]
We pretty much closed out the park, around midnight. KMN and I would have be negligent hosts if we didn’t bring our guests out for another Singaporean tradition: supper. Singapore tends to be a late night kind of place, and supper is the fourth meal of the day, eaten sometime after 10 PM. We weren’t up for a full-on meal (often big bowls of noodles), so we went for a lighter snack. This spot is pretty famous for their beancurd, and is just a block from our apartment:
Yes, I had beancurd twice on Wednesday.
Except not really, because by the time we had supper, it was already Thursday. Whooo!
How do you think it was discovered that scorpions glow under blacklight?
[I’m imagining them walking into a rave… “Hey man, what’s up with your exoskeleton??”]
Ever get a word stuck in your head?
[PS There’s always a first time. *wallaroo…*]