Further Thoughts on Gatorland

Gatorland smells. Although, given that it is primarily a reptile park sitting on a swamp, it could smell worse than it does. Gatorland also appears to have a shortage of performers. Follow me here:

Our first stop of the day was the gator wrestlin' show. The two performers (stuntmen? whatever - the dudes in the jeans and khaki shirts) were Brandon and Kevin. Kevin, by the way, is the smart@$$ who was poking the alligator in my previous post.

After the gator wrestlin', we went back to the front of the park for the "Gator Jumparoo." This show had a different host, who introduced two brothers who wanted jobs as gator wrestlers. The brothers were Bo and Cooter, but they looked an awful lot like Brandon and Kevin with denim overalls and straw hats.

After the jumparoo, we went and fed the birds, and then we went to the Up Close Encounters show. Guess who was there, this time wrangling rattlesnakes and scorpions. Yep, Brandon and Kevin.

These are the only three shows in the park. So after the last show, we figured we had seen the last of these guys. And then we got on the train... and Kevin was narrating our train trip! Really, I was starting to feel like a groupie!

By the way, if anyone reading this ever goes to Gatorland, keep an eye out for this guy. He only has one foot. I rather like the idea that he tried to steal a chunk of hot dog from an alligator and that's how he lost his foot. Don't feel sorry for him though - the birds here to quite well stealing hot dogs and other foods from little children.