Dinosaur World

During our time in Tampa, we stayed in three, yes THREE different lodging situations. The first night, we stayed in a hotel, the second and third nights, we stayed in base lodging on MacDill AFB, and finally nights four and five were spent in Tyler's temporary apartment.

Because of all of the checking-out early, but check-in in the afternoon scenarios, we were left "homeless" without a home-base twice. The first time, we hit the beach, and the second time, we opted for Dinosaur World.

Dinosaur World is exactly what you'd expect. An "off-the-highway" stop for weary travelers looking to entertain children and stretch legs. But for people with tiny dinosaur-obsessed children, Dinosaur World is golden. Life-size dinosaur replicas spread out over acres of tropical land, and visitors feel like they've landed in a (much safer) version of Jurassic Park. Or should I say Jurassic World?
Jackson ate.this.up.

As always, we had a blast, thanks to Jackson's sheer amazement at the whole thing. (And it certainly didn't hurt that the place was empty.)

Thanks Tampa, for delivering such a gem.

 

Just a couple of skilled paleontologists.

 

Jackson, isn't this fun?!

 

"How would you feel about me feeding you to this T-Rex?"

 

He's all yours, Mr. Rex.

 



 

This is part of why I love this guy so much. He takes nothing seriously. And if he can fit into a dinosaur egg, you better believe he's getting in there.

Kind of amazing, right? 

ROAR.