When I was younger, one of my many career aspirations was to be a photographer for National Geographic. Hence, I've got this obsession with the zoo because it was as close as I was going to get to actual wildlife. I'd also like to point out that if I had the means, I would be one of those psycho ladies who breeds lions in her backyard.
These were all taken at the Rio Grande Zoo in Albuquerque, NM, where I spent my Thanksgiving break. (Edit: Albuquerque in general, not the zoo.)
Wait, I lied. This last one was taken in Old Town. Let's just say there are reasons why New Mexico is called The Land of Enchantment. I'll spare you the long recap and say that there was food through the rafters, a heated arm-wrestling contest, and a trip to the burger joint where my friends and I would go during middle school. The burger joint was kind of like our version of The Max from Saved by the Bell, except a lot more ghetto.