Behold: the rainforest’s native squirrel in its natural habitat.
I’d been talking about it for weeks, but it finally happened: in exchange for valuable paper currency, I was granted the timed privilege to look at trees, walk on grass, and gawk at half-naked stone people.
This is the kind of place that makes me wish I were still freelancing so I could spend as much time there as possible, sitting out and pushing pixels without worrying about seeing! everything! now! That being said, if I were to spring for that annual membership, that wouldn’t be an issue, either…Ponderers ponder…