This morning we were off to see the Pandas at the Beijing Zoo.
Confession time – when planning this trip I had no intention of seeing pandas. The only way to really see pandas when visiting China in my opinion was a visit to the Chengdu Research Base of Giant Pandas. Chengdu is NOWHERE NEAR any of the cities we were visiting and it was just going to be a logistical nightmare to get there so I had crossed pandas off. That is until husband asks 2 weeks prior to the trip – “so we will be seeing pandas right???”
(It’s important to understand 1 thing about husband right this second – he has nothing to do with planning the trips. Nada naught nuzink!!! Not because I’m a control freak well I am but that’s not why but because he doesn’t want to be bothered with the boring details of pfffft “planning”. He just assumes minds will be read and perfect things will happen and he will live his life in a happy unicorn euphoria of blissful experiences. My bad ultimately – because I know husband loves him a BEAR!!!! Like love love loves bears so bad. I should’ve used my psychic powers to know pandas would’ve been a MUST DO!!! Bloody hell screams the planning fairies of the world)