If an optimist had his left arm chewed off by an alligator, he might say, in a pleasant and hopeful voice, “Well, this isn’t too bad. …
Alligators and crocodiles…so creepy! This is probably why I never went to the Alligator Farm in St. Augustine before.
My sister in law Linda, nephews Stephen and Ryan along with 6 year old Ben agreed to come along for this First.
The guys told me there would be alligator wrestling and whole chickens fed to the gators. How fabulous, but alas there was none of that. They fed rats and protein pellets to the gators. (no kidding. Bleh!)
This place has been around since the late 1800’s. It’s not my thing, but the guys loved it.
Take a look.
Yes, we fed the gators like we were feeding the ducks. Nuts!