Next Andrew drove us to the Dutch Windmill. That was something else completely wacky. In front of it was the Wilhelmina Garden, full of flowers — tulips, in fact. We’d been transported to Holland! The windmill seemed to be working well, and the flowers were so perfectly colorful I almost believed they were fake, but they weren’t. I saw a small child pick one and wave it about. His parents scolded, and a guard came storming over.
Andrew drove us next to Rainbow Falls. I’d been to San Francisco lots of times and never seen any of this. The falls were artificial, but in a lovely setting of greenery. In front was a water dragon named Naga. I’m not sure why they constructed it there, but it was fun, especially when the dragon started blowing bubbles!
As we walked back to the limo, I told Timothy how delighted I was to get to see all these marvels. In fact, I was so thrilled that I threw my arms around the man and gave him a gigantic hug of thanks. “You’re absolutely wonderful,” I said, kissing his cheek.
Back in the vehicle, Andrew turned about and looked at us. “There is a lot more to see in San Franciso, he told us, but if you want to be at the zoo when it opens, I’ll need to head out.”
I cheered for the zoo, so Andrew turned back around and we were almost immediately immersed in traffic. It wasn’t far, though, even with too many people on the road. Twenty minutes later, Andrew drove in through the parking ticket entrance, then onward to the main entry way, pausing for us to get out. He didn’t open the door for us, not with a couple of guards glaring at him.
I wondered what Andrew would do with a stretched limo. Where would he park the monstrously huge vehicle? I asked Timothy, but he just shrugged and said, “Andrew knows those things.”
Since Timothy had gotten our tickets online, ours was the easiest entry ever. We showed our tickets, then walked on in, passing by the lemur forest, admiring the giraffes and zebras, and then stopping to sit on a bench in front of the gorilla preserve. We’d picked up coffees at a snack cart beside it and sipped the delicious brew as a huge gorilla studied us while we studied him. It was a mutual appreciation society, obviously.