flood!!!

well sadly the universe seems to have decided that the period of stability in my life has ended...

i awake early this morning due to very distressing factors... now granted not as scary as my wake up call several weeks ago, but unpleasant none the less...

early this morning i woke up soaking wet, and lying in a steadily growing puddle of water...

as my brain started to wake up at the early hour of 8am, i was shocked to realize that the hills of the dell all around me were alive with the constant and chaotic movement of tiny waterfalls... which i assure you normally aren't here!

all these pouring right into my territory of the dell... what was causing this i wondered?

i set off immediately to find out as i still wanted to sleep!

sleepily stumbling my up to the top of the dell the WHOLE botanic garden had been transformed into a water park... of sorts anyway...

new micro waterfalls were EVERYWHERE to be found. the pathways were under giant puddles.

the rain that has been going since yesterday is STILL going as hard as ever... at that moment i didn't make the connection what this none stop rain had with the submerging of my home... all i could think of was to grab my umbrella!

planning on finding ben the gardener and see if the garden had something to do with my new aquatic home i made a startling realization crossing a bridge across the leith (though i still want to call it an aquaduck)...

it was full!

normally there's a tiny stream going through the garden... right then a small river was going through!

well that solved one thing. i had for the most part figured out why my home was flooded... the rest of the garden was too!

but what of the rest of dunedin?

i only had to venture out of the garden a block to find my answer...

so it turns out if it rains for 2 days straight really hard with no break it floods after a while...

there were all sorts of official type people out and about looking into the situation. from campus security, to police, and even the fire department (which shows how crazy things were... the fire department dealing with the opposite of their mandated element!)


the reason they were out and about. the leith was a raging river... normally it's just a calm little stream!

the water was nearly up to all the bridges... suddenly i realized i lived across a bridge... if the water made it up there what then?

crossing the bridge back into the garden i was a little freaked by just how much more raging that river had gotten in the 30 minutes i'd been checking it out!

at this rate the bridges might get shut down... leaving me stranded in the garden!

more to the point my home was completely soaked out... normally the forest was good enough protection from the elements, but now it was more like living in a swimming pool. i needed somewhere nice and dry to retreat to and wait out the floods, but where?

suddenly i had an idea!

heading down the leith i aimed for salmond hall. home of not only my great friend owain, but also my legal guardian craig... it was the perfect solution!

i could hang out with owain till the crisis went away, and if things got worse i'd be close to my official emergency contact craig! it's a good thing all the paperwork i've had to fill out in new zealand has included reminders about who i should contact in an emergency...

walking along the leith i couldn't get over just how full it was even here towards salmond!


this is what the leith looked like last time i'd paid much attention to it... way back when i first sought out craig during my countdown to deportation...

see the leith is normally just a tiny little trickle!

there was just one last obstacle i had to overcome to get to the nice safe dry haven of salmond... that was a giant lake that had formed on the street RIGHT in front of salmond!

loch salmond was covered the street from sidewalk to sidewalk, and was at most half a metre deep!

couldn't go around it...

couldn't go over it...

was going to have to go through it...

man that was cold and wet... the good news though it only lasted a couple minutes. right after that i was in the nice dry interior of salmond.

the plan hangout here till the flood goes away. i have work off at moment as the museum is closed due to the flooding anyways. so i'm going to enjoy this slight hick up in the stability.

it's flooding outside what could possibly go worse?

8 random traumador facts

my agent peter bond has tagged me in a blog game called 8 tag... and like all good games it'd be no fun to not play... so here i go:

The Rules: Each player lists 8 facts/habits about themselves. The game rules are posted at the beginning of the post. At the end of the post, the player then tags 8 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves them a comment to let them know they have been tagged and asking them to read your blog.

1.

i snore (well more like sssroar) in my sleep. much to the annouyance of my former room-mates, and who knows maybe the birds in the botanic garden too...

2.

my favourite book is the dictionary. why? well let's face it, in the end EVERY other book in existence is ripping off the dictionary, and uses it's words in writing their stories. so why not read the definative and most original... duh!

reading it will hopefully help my vocabulary and expand my peanut sized brain too.

how times have a i read it? you might ask. hundreds of times, but i usually get distracted by something and only make it through the first page of A... but i can sure tell you what an aardvark is!!!

3.

i measure myself once a week to see if i've grown at all. at the ripe old age of 3 (turning 4 next week!) i'm due for a growth spurt any day now! t-rexs are supposed to grow at an astonishing rate in their first 8 years of life, but i'm still only just a touch bigger then when i hatched... and to level with you people of the web wide world i think life would be a lot easier for me if i was a normal sized tyrannosaur...

4.

i'm fluent in six languages... i picked these up from my upbringing by humans, and more to the point growing up in and around the royal tyrrell with all its many dinosaur residents.

english- naturally or you wouldn't be reading this. it's my only human language, and thus far i'm the only dinosaur known to be able to speak it... that alone write in it

tyrannosaurese- i'd be a miserable t-rex if i couldn't speak our native langauge. when talking to my mom or cousin larry this is typically what we speak.

to the average human these can be quite a scary exchange (especially when larry speaks... he has a VERY good t-rex accent from his acting in hollywood) of growls and loud roars... just think jurassic park: the lost world. larry and his wife in the movie are saying authentic t-rex lines (adding a whole new dimension to that film if you're fluent in t-rex or other saurian languages as there's twice the dialouge!)

dromaeosaurench- due to watching jurassic park a few too many times when i was little, i picked up raptor speak from the movie. due to my interactions (well more like fights and arguments as in the this pic... we t-rexs and raptors don't get along when it comes to being tourist attractions. just one big popularity competition... which WE win!!!) with the raptors we had at the tyrrell i kept my use of this language up, and expanded my vocab a lot... especially insults and other not nice words

coelurosaurian- this is the language common to all us bird ancestor theropods. if you heard it you'd think you were listening to big motcho birds chirping... birds can't quite understand us and vice versa...

ornithischianese-language of albertan veggiesauruses (who all funny enough are ornithischians... science lingo for plant eating dinos basically). i picked this one up from working at the tyrrell for so long... to be honest i don't like knowing it... my food talks back this way...


saurish- the most basic of dinosaur communication. it is neither pretty nor complicated, and none of us prefer to use it. just a nessecity with so many varied speices and types of dinos. this was the majority of what i spoke during the whole dino town fisaco.

5.

i've met some pretty cool people in the world of museums and palaeontology back in the good old days...


for example here i am with the official face of the royal tyrrell john accorn the nature nut himself! as if that weren't enough for you on my right (your left... that's a tour guide trick!) is the one and only dr. dale russell!!!

that's not all... i've also had the privelage of hanging out with dinosaur planet's own dr. scott sampson!!!

of course working at the tyrrell i've naturally met the world's numero unio theropod expert dr. phil currie... however due to some tradegic accident i don't have my photos of him anymore!!!

6.

i have a... few... phobias and fears. they include:

• living dead things... like ghosts, vampires, and republicans!
  



• explosions... they'll explode me!
  



• gorillas... just watch king kong and see what he does to t-rexs...
  



• balloons... that's right i suffer from globaphobia, but no making fun their just so floaty!
  



• ghosts... oh yeah i already said this one
  



• mosasaurs... the t-rexs of the oceans, and everytime i go swimming i worry one of these guys is swimming with me...
  



• i'll turn out a big mean tyrannosaur like all the others still alive today.



• rodents... i just don't like em... so fuzzy and gross

7.

my favourite food is ornithischians. now granted that's a pretty general statement. liking saying ones favourite food is italian. as a tyrannosaurid from alberta my favs have to be hadrosaurs and ceratopsians.

hadrosaurs or duck bills are a main staple of a t-rexs diet in the wild, so it's a good thing i really like eating them!

to me their the fast food of the dinosaur world, and thus i tend to call them burgers... they don't have horns, armour, or any of that other annouying protective gear (well adaptations technically) so their relatively easy to take down... when on their own... they have an annoying habit of hanging out in herds which can making it tough as they stick up for each other... when you finally manage to seperate one... oh man... yummy

i think my fav food of all time has to be ceratopsians though...

however they've got very large sharp and pokey horns (that they have no problem using) which makes them a little more tricky then a duck bill, and adding to the effort is the bone frill that shields their neck (a t-rexs fav killing spot... with our powerful bite we just crush the spine).

due to the effort one has to put into one of these guys for dinner i think of them as steak. not only do they have horns like cows, but it's expensive meat... in this case workwise... but expensive none the less!

oh man steak is so good i couldn't even stave off my hunger for it when trying to court lillian way back before i was fired from the tyrrell.

come to think of it the last time i had a good steak was back in vancouver at the 65 million block of BC... i could kill for one right about now...

8.

this last bit is super top secret people of the web wide world, and doesn't go any further then you or me!

well despite how bad my aforementioned courting attempt on lillian the albertosaur went back in drumheller i still well... this is embrassing in a way people of the innerweb... still kinda have a crush on her...

but we're now a world apart, and she couldn't have anything to do with a washout like me. being the big star of the museum that she is and all... sigh... she's just so hot and perfect is all...

well that's it from me.

8 random facts as per the rules of the game.

now as for tagging 8 people of the innerweb. i don't really know all that many. let's see can't tag peter.

so i tag kirsten, will, cam white, ms. rhonwyn, the germ-man, grad007, dan, and craig. whether they respond on their blog or facebook doesn't really matter i guess. have fun! i know i did...

the stablity destabilizes

as you probably know things had been fairly stable in my life, people of the web wide world. today something occurred that might signal an end to that trend.

as you know people of the innerweb i've been working as a security guard at the otago museum for a couple months now. as per the normal practise i've been diligently watching the whole place from the central lobby... due to my being able to see all the entrances to the museum galleries (just like in this nice pic).


up till recent i've been able to do my own thing at work cause my boss has been off doing... uh i don't know bossy type stuff at other museums around the world... she didn't mention what it was when she left...


well that changed today. without warning this morning ms. rhonwyn showed back up here in dunedin...


fortunately i had managed to get around to the main task she'd asked me to do last week... phew that was a close one!

now the one thing i don't have to worry about when the boss shows up unannounced is being caught NOT working! when ms. rhonwyn snuck behind me i was ever vigilantly patrolling the whole museum as usual (from one spot i'll point out... not to bad for a guy with a brain the size of a peanut!)... and come to think of it she didn't technically sneak up on me... cause hey as a guard at the museum that would make it sound like i didn't see her... which is preposterous!... i uh let her sneak up on me... yeah a test of sorts...

and as part of that test i might have let out a bit of a startled yipe of surprise when ms. rhonwyn was right beside me and said hello... it was JUST a test mind you... i'm not a coward or anything...

it was real exciting to she her again cause thus far she's been the nicest boss i've ever had.

that's not to say my bosses at other places i've worked were mean or anything. it's just in the 3 months i've worked here ms. rhonwyn has only been here in dunedin for one of them... which is kinda odd to be honest... i just haven't had to deal with her to draw a comparison is all...

"how have things been here while i was gone?" she asked, though ms. rhonwyn sounded like she was expecting a bad answer with her voice. was i in trouble or something?

"fine... i think," i replied hesitantly.

"oh good," ms. rhonwyn seemed to relax a bit. just a bit mind you...

"how was your trip?" i asked eagerly.

"it was... productive," she seemed as hesitant answering my question as i was with hers.

"what were you doing?" i was excited to hear tales of all the exotic museums she'd been to. man i love museums!

"just checking in with old friends," she said quickly. before i could try to ask her about her friends, ms. rhonwyn changed the subject. "so tell me about your shifts this last month."

that was a pretty exciting subject causing me to forget my line of questioning... for the moment anyway.

i told her all about my cool discoveries and findings in the various halls of the museum.

i could tell this made ms. rhonwyn happy with me just from the big smile she got.

"good on you traumador! that's what i like to hear. you're getting right into the thick of things here at the museum," she praised. "that way if trouble strikes you'll be able to deal with it, and know the in's and outs like the back of your hand."

something about how she talked about this "trouble" made my stomach churn a bit.

"are you expecting something bad to happen here?" i gasped in worry.

ms. rhonwyn stared at me for a moment, and then she got an uncomfortable smile... now i normally don't read human expression very well. being a tyrannosaur and all. instinctively i look for way different indicators of emotion (like exposing of massive t-rex teeth)... but i've seen dan put on "fake" smiles lots of times when i was living with him in drumheller.

"of course not," she stated with ingenue smile and all. suddenly ms. rhonwyn turned around and walked to the closest bench.

not sure what was going on i followed her. this was beginning to remind me of the weird way ben the gardener had been acting last time i talked to him about the scary maze he was talking about...

ms. rhonwyn was starting to slide down my list of favorite bosses... she was kinda scaring me... i liked my job, but if there was something she wasn't telling me about it i didn't really want it...

"what aren't you telling me ms. rhonwyn?" i asked surprisingly confrontationally... for me anyway... i'm normally a big chicken when it comes to these things. "this is the second time you've talked weird about this security job."

last time she had mentioned "interesting" stuff happening while on the job... i hadn't thought much about it then, but this was all new and exciting, and let's face it i was kinda desperate at the time!

now i had a somewhat stable life in the mix, and not to mention my nice scaly self.

her face took a slightly more serious expression, but not ominous or threatening mind you. "i'd never with hold any information from you or any of my other staff that you need to know traumador. i was talking 'figuratively'."

i have no idea what figuratively means people of the web wide world... does it have something to do with action figures? i like action figures!

"what?" was of course my reply... but ms. rhonwyn must have thought that i was being pushy or something.

"look traumador, you're misunderstanding me," she paused and clearly had something on her mind... she was just deciding whether to tell me or not. "my trip to those various museums around the world it was because they've been having some unfortunate things happen to them as of late. frankly i don't want to see any of it happen here."

what did she mean by "unfortunate things"? why wasn't she giving me straight answers.

it was like ms. rhonwyn could read my mind (as small as it is and everything!)...

"i'll show you what i mean," she tried to assure me.

we walked to the nearby maori gallery.

"you see this waka," she referred to the beautiful war canoe in the entrance... a waka need to remember that fun factoid... "an absolute treasure, and a key part of new zealand's heritage."

it sure was a nice exhibit piece...

she smiled. "i'm just a bit of a worry wart sometimes is all. i worry that somebody or something outside this building, or inside come to think of it, might try and do something that would remove this or another piece of new zealand forever. your job traumador is to make sure that doesn't happen."

well that kinda explained it all... i guess?

"as it is my job to make sure you do your job that's why i might make things sound a little dire," she concluded.

i couldn't quite relax though. i've worked at museums before. the royal tyrrell and devil's coulee to name some... none of my bosses at those places were worried about "somebody or something" "removing" any of our specimens...

come to think of it my bosses certainly never travelled around the world checking out other museums for trouble... what sort of troubles?

before i could ask any of these questions ms. rhonwyn stated. "you should get back to work traumador."

well there was no point in arguing it. i headed back to the lobby to resume my watch... what did watch mean though? was i just watching over or was i watching OUT for something?

so much for that stretch of nice calm stability people of the innerweb...

new hobby

after this somewhat hectic busy week at work i've been looking forward to the weekend (well techincally my days off in the middle of the week... i have to work weekends normally).

rather then spend my time off doing the same old same old i've decided i need to expand my life expereince and try some new things... after all i did come down here to new zealand to try a new go at existence.



so to start off with i've made my way to the beach cause frankly i haven't been here in far TOO long! boy do i remember how much i LOVE the beach too!

frankly there's only so much just hanging out and looking at the beauty one can do though, and i figured i might need to bring something for backup doing (aren't you impressed? me with my tiny brain figured this one out!)

after exploring the maori gallery in the museum this week i was given an idea of something i could try out...

one of the neatest artifacts i thought was maori fishing hooks and tools which gave me the idea why not try fishing?

so i brought with me to the beach my brand new fishing rod that i picked up at the warehouse (a store where the song assures me "everyone gets a bargain") to try out fishing...

one of the benefits of having a job again... i have money to buy things like this!

you know even though it's just me standing here doing pretty much nothing... i'm liking fishing... despite my short attention span (hey can you blame a dude with a brain the size of a peanut not being able to focus well?) i have two things to do!

first is to make sure that my fishing line and pole are doing their thing, and then when i'm starting to zone out i have beautiful ocean to look at...

after an hour of nothing happening though i was starting lose a little bit of heart... humans have been fishing for thousands of years, and yet i couldn't catch a single fish after a few hours!?!

don't they say there are hundreds of fish in the sea?

then suddenly there was tug on my line... having watched a show on fishing many years ago in drumheller i remembered this is what one is waiting for when they are fishing! i started to reel in my line... the thrill and exceleration from this struggle of life an death... what could it possibly be on the end of my line?

well okay so my first catch ever isn't exactly going to get me on any fishing magazine covers, but at least i caught something!!!

obviously going to have to try fishing again, and soon. i bought the rod might as well use it, and hey i had a lot of fun... almost too much in the moments of reeling in my bootfish... something deep with in my dinosaurian instincts was being fanned by the thrill of the "hunt"... granted fishing was more a pursuit of theropods of baryonx or spinosaurus, but i think i'm going to risk being a rebel t-rex and have another go... keep you posted people of the web wide world...

diverse museum

well apart from the unsettling and kinda scary event of the other night things have stuck to the nice and stable end of the spectrum...

work carries on perfectly predictable in it's uneventfulness...

that is minus the one outstanding assignment i've left uncompleted...

that assignment of course being how ms. rhonwyn told me i had to explore all the museum galleries so i could improve my knowledge of the museum, and thus guard it better...

i've already checked out both the prehistoric and modern natural history galleries of the 3rd floor, but the galleries of the 2nd still remained a mystery... till today!

taking two large chunks of time out of my patrol of the lobby today i set out intent to get the WHOLE museum under my belt...

my first break i decided i'd take on the pacific cultures gallery...

considering how small the museum is (globally speaking mind you... for a museum it's a fair sized one) they sure crammed a lot of the pacific in here!

this display area is dedicated to the various cultures that live on islands throughout the worlds biggest ocean... who knew there were so many? well not me anyways in answer to that question...

the first thing one is greeted by is a wall of boats! so many different kinds was really cool!

further into the gallery there is a dozen or so display cases, and in each on there is a single culture... meaning that there is around a dozen cultures represented in here!!!

the items and artifacts on display in these cases varies from masks, sculptures, jewelery, clothes, tools, to weapons, and even whole boats! your typical human museum fair really...

not my area of "expertise" but then again with at brain as small as mine what would be such an area LOL

entering the main chamber of this multi roomed gallery was a movie. i couldn't afford the time needed to stick around a watch the film (which probably could make me a lot more proficient in this gallery) tonight as i had a WHOLE floor to cover while also guarding so i had to press on my tour of the pacific islands...


wow there was a big stickish thing at the very end of the gallery that looked kinda important based on the display mount... have to be sure and come back later to learn more about this thing, but again had so little time just know it's here for future reference...


now when people who live on islands are typically shown on TV and in books their depicted as pretty friendly and nice people, but man based on a few of the displays of their weapons they look as scary and well equipped for trouble as a team of navy seals (man i don't want to picture military associated seals... i lived with a few when i first moved here, and ordinary seals are no fun!)

wow they have some cool but creepy statues too... this fish was cool in a spooky kinda way...
overall i think my favorite thing in the whole gallery though had to be the cool and crazy masks these guys made and used!

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now with that gallery explored i only had one more permanent exhibit to go... but it would have to wait until later in my shift. fortunately uncomplicated this plan nothing of interest or bother occurred. so off on another round of exploring i went...

this time a truly new zealand gallery... the one on the maori... new zealands indigenous people

it's a pretty big gallery too (though it only has to fit in stuff from new zealand... which means they pack a LOT more maori stuff compared to pacific island stuff)


they have some really pretty artifacts i have to say... according to one of the signs the various artifacts in this case are made of either bone (whale?!? oh no!) or stuff called green stone (i wonder if it's the same stuff that kills superman???)... again real pretty... and kinda shiny...

at first i thought these were big carvings to help remind maori children about punctuation in the form of an explanation mark, but reading the display i discovered these were actually clubs! (but they shouldn't be used on me as i just used the punctuation mark of their like in that sentence!)

these green stone tools are real important to the maori i've deduced as they appear in almost every display case... must also be worth something too, as i can't help but notice considerable amounts of security equipment in this gallery have. important to note as the security guard!

one of my favorite displays was on how they DIG up evidence of ancient maori stuff... yeah you read that right people of the innerweb... they dig maori remains up just like fossils!

well okay not "just" like, but similar enough that i really got what this display was about... fine tune digging, mapping, and collecting... takes me back to the glory days at the tyrrell when i got to dig...

man the maori have really cool carvings! really tall and intricate... i just wish i knew what they meant or represented... i'll have to come back later and spend some time figuring that out too...

come to think of it these remind of some of the cool carvings made by canadian first nations people i saw in north vancouver during my BC quest

this is also the site of a cool maori building (which i learnt is actually just a model of a MUCH bigger version of this building). all those sparkles you see in the photo are the reflection off shells that are embedded in the carvings of the building... making the eyes seem alive...

that was a cool as gallery... i just wish i had more to time to check it out (which i will make later) cause i didn't learn a lot about the specifics about the maori...

it didn't help that this gallery had a lot of real maori words for stuff in here... i have problems with human language at the best of times that alone when it is one i don't speak...

oh well ms. rhownyn will be happy that i finished my tour of the museum here today...

i even picked up a traditional maori ritual for greeting people. you simple get in close and touch noses... which as you can see in this last photo i'm doing to one of the maori sculptures to welcome myself into this section of the building. cause i intend on coming back here again soon...

mustn't be afraid...

okay people of the innerweb i don't want to sound like i'm going crazy or anything, but i think the botanic garden is haunted...

now before you label me as crazy or scared of the dark (come to think of it i am kinda scared of the dark... i should get a few spot lights today so that i can light up my home tonight!!!) here's what happened...

so like every night i diligently made sure i was home before dark (in addition to being kinda terrified to the max in the lack of light the park isn't lite at night so i'd have to find my way through the scary pitch black). as there's not much to do in the woods at night i went to sleep like every other night... only this wasn't like every other night...

now i can sleep content normally in new zealand as they don't have ANY remotely scary native animals (well out of the water anyway)... little did i know it was habitated by spooks!

at 2am i was awoken by voices. at first in my sleepy daze i thought i was still dreaming... that is till i saw the LIGHT!!!

if you don't believe me just look at this picture!!!!!!

a bright moving light... that made it's way from the dell's entrance towards ben's fabled maze...

while it moved by on the path above me i distinctly heard voices... two of them i think, and though i didn't make out most of what they said to each other (cause they were only close for a second) i could have swore i heard one of them say "otago museum"... which just makes this sounds crazier now that i think about it...

now i'm not making this up people of the web wide world! something really really weird and freaky happened last night! i know you're probably saying that ben's story about the scary maze i supposedly live on the edge of has me rattled... maybe a little... NOW...

i'm serious this wasn't something my peanut sized brain dreamed up (again i have a picture to prove i saw something!). i think there's a cemetery around here somewhere... maybe the ghosts are using the dell as a short cut...

i'm REALLY scared of ghosts... so i hope this is one of those times that i'm wrong (which is fortunately most of the time... except when i predict bad things like this...)

naturally a museum

well my new... strangely... normal life goes on...

considering ALL the trials and tribulations i've gone through since my being fired at the tyrrell up till my meeting the governments immigration criteria it's hard to get used to this stable existence i'm enjoying at moment...

i'm almost getting paranoid to be honest that something dramatic will happen, but fortunately there's enough going on to keep my mind off things...

the main distraction is of course work... and as security guard of the otago museum i've always got securing to do.

having been on the job nearly three whole months i've totally got my technique and procedure for guarding down to a science. standing in the very open lobby (as you can see here in the pic above) i have an outstanding view of all the entrances to the museum itself and its galleries too.

of course last month you'll recall that my boss ms. rhonwyn told me i had to shake up this guarding strategy by taking sometime each shift to explore the insides and displays of the museum.

however to be a little frank people of the innerweb i haven't been as diligent in this task as i should be...

you see ms. rhonwyn has been out of the country for the last month touring other museums for... well come to think of it she never told me why... uh some reason or another...

however while on duty here tonight i got a call from her that made me realize that i'd forgotten this explore the otago museum assignment...

from her current stop over at the museum of tasmania, in australia, while looking at the impressive specimen of muttaburrasaurus ms. rhonwyn was reminded of me, and so decided to check up on me...

she was a little disappointed to find out i hadn't been wandering the museum... in my defense i just wanted to make sure i was doing a REALLY good job of guarding while she was gone so that i wouldn't let anyone down.

however having made ms. rhonwyn unhappy with me i headed right off to finish off the natural history gallery...

its got some cool stuff i must say

giants crabs...

giant albatrosses...

all kinds of other cool birds and animals

uh "surprisingly" for a natural history gallery even MORE animals and plants...

then the biggest shock of all... a display on modern extinctions at the end...
now i ranted about typical museum extinction exhibits when i explored the first half of this hall a month ago... but that was about prehistoric extinctions, and to be specific their almost always about us dinosaurs...

this was a display about the plights of current species in new zealand, and how many of the amazing local animals are endangered. most of it due to humans bringing critters they weren't supposed to over here and letting them run loose...

having read the signs on here about these invading species i now can understand why bio-security and the department of conservation were SO difficult on my immigrating here to new zealand... in theory i could do a lot of damage here... just like these other visiting animals...

that's a scary thought. i'm going to have to go and reexamine my lifestyle and REALLY make sure it follows my conservation directives

okay well that's one gallery of 6 down... only 5 more to go before ms. rhonwyn returns in a... WEEK!!!... oh man... got go people of the innerweb... keep you posted though!