Got up and had a shower. The shower was nice. The bathroom in general was quite nice too. Then we had a fried breakfast. This, supposedly, was to fill us up so we wouldn’t want lunch ’til later in the day, but I found I was still hungry at the usual lunch time.
We went to Paignton Zoo on day 2. The animals were great. We saw a sad looking elephant who had no elephant friends, some cool giraffes and some very intense Gorillas (I’m sure I saw a flicker of human emotion behind their eyes). I was trying to communicate with the animals by doing my very best “Perry The Platypus” noise (for those of you not educated in the ways of Phineas and Ferb, see this Youtube). None of the animals were impressed. We also saw a lady who was wearing odd-Crocs, and a hell of a lot of obese people who were struggling with the undulating nature of the ground. We stopped off for a snack half-way around the zoo, and I ordered a Banana Split. It took the girl around ten minutes to construct it (much longer than the time it took me to devour it). Seriously, how hard can it be to make an ice cream based dessert?
That evening, we had steak for tea. I fucking love steak. I love it rare, as rare as it can be without killing me. That was nice. Then later we went to the Club again, drank more alcohol, and let the Bluecoats entertain us with silly drunken games. They selected some people from the audience and the drunk people had to dash off and get things from the crowd such as a pair of trousers from a man, a lipstick, a ladies bra, etcetera. Mildly amusing. There was something quite quaint and pre-TV about the whole thing. Are the Bluecoats genuinely happy about working in a holiday camp, or would they rather be on TV? Who knows. They seemed happy enough up there on stage.
