Eifel Park, Germany

My dad loved animals so much.  We always went to the zoo or other natural zone in every place we've lived. The following are a mere few examples.
Germany
I was about 8 years old and we had April Fools Day off...or maybe we didn't...but we got to go as a family to Eifel Park.  It was a little bit zoo, little bit rides sort of place.  The way I remember it, it was a free day.  I remember seeing 4 bears bathing in a little waterfall.  That is the only time I've seen bears so active.  It was almost like watching Brother Bear when they are all feasting on the salmon and playing.  They were so funny.  Then there was the toboggan ride.  We went on it over and over and over and over.  Mom didn't like to go fast, so we bumped into her a few times.  There was also a play area with a barrel you could walk in like a hamster wheel.  I played in it so much I went to bed spinning.
Phoenix
The first summer we lived in Phoenix we made the mistake of visiting that zoo!  I say mistake because if you know anything about zoos you know it means you walk outside the whole time.  And if you know anything about Phoenix you know that it is too hot to visit the zoo until about October!!!  Anyway, I got heat exhaustion and my dad rescued me with a sit down and a LARGE ice cold drink!
Arroyo Grande
Of course when my parents came to visit us in our beach side abode we had to show them the tide pools, sea lions, and monarch butterflies.  At the tide pools we saw a crab, and of course he was the one to go over and pick it up.  At the sea lions dad almost had to jump in the ocean and save one of us because we got a little close.  The sea lions barked and one of us nearly pushed the other of us into the water! 
Camping at Mirror Lake
We camped a lot.  This trip I was around 13.  We camped at an elevation that was cold and rainy, even in the middle of the summer.  It was the last fishing I remember doing with my dad.  Not that we were really into fishing.  We were just having fun.  John caught a fish and didn't realize that he wasn't going to be taking home a new pet.  Oops! John went into the water with the only shoes he brought.  Mom put the shoes too close to the fire and melted the souls a bit. 
Camping in Yosemite
When Emily was just 1 year old we all went to Yosemite.  We took a tour of a cave and listened to Harry Potter CDs in the car on the ride there and back.  Emily got a little disturbed by something Grandpa Doug did, but he quickly won her heart over with a few purchases and funny songs.  He taught her the song 5 Little Monkeys Sittin' in a Tree and gave her a stuffed alligator.  At the Cave gift shop he bought her a little bird puppet.  We got some great pics of the trees.  We had a close encounter with a deer.  And then John broke his arm jumping off a boulder that was around 8 feet tall.  The trip was shortened but we still made some great memories. 
I'm sure Leslie remembers more than I do, but she'll have to write her own versions. : )

What's your favorite vacation story?

If you guys are like me, I sometime think of stories to share when I am not in a postion to post them. Then, when I sit down to write the story I can't remember what it is. So, I want to try something new. I would like everyone to post about a time when they went on vacation with Dad.