This is a part of the larger dino saga, if it doesn’t make any sense, read these.
After our time on the beach, Parker and I decided to explore the Lincoln Road pedestrian mall in South Beach. We were a little slow getting there, as Parker decided to stop for a snack.

"OM NOM NOM NOM."
And of course the bushes are always greener on the other side of the pedestrian walk way, so, we had to try those too.

"You know, this place kind of reminds me a little of Jurassic Park. What's that? There's a movie called Jurassic Park, too? How odd, that was the name of my kindergarten. They had great play pens, and a really nice science lab, too. What's that? No, no people at all. Why do you ask?"
I let Parker take all the time he want eating those bushes. “Aren’t plants delicious Parker?”

"Why, yes, they are quite good. And here's a nice trendy little snack bar they left out, too. But I'm getting stuffed."
“Phew, good.”
“What’s that Kearn?”
“Oh, nothing.”

"Let's go exploring! It looks like there's all kinds of shops and restaurants and stuff here."

"Hmmm, this place looks a little too, oh, what's the word, posh for my tastes."

"Look, swim suits! Those would have been nice to have on the beach."

"And it looks like they're about half off. Plus there's a sale! Oh, wait, they're not half off, it's just that..."
South Beach – where even the mannequins have implants.

"Now this is my kind of store!!"
Let it be noted that the store Parker is posing in front of in this picture was selling Hawkeye gear. And only Hawkeye gear. No general sports merchandise. Just Iowa Hawkeye clothes and memorabilia, and nothing else. In Miami. There was absolutely no Georgia Tech (the other team in the Orange Bowl) stuff, or any other store like it selling Georgia Tech stuff. And it wasn’t a sports store that just rotates through whatever team is visiting for whatever game – it was an empty store front on Saturday, it was a full fledged Hawkeye store on Monday. Apparently word gets out about how well our fans travel.
We had walked a ways, so Parker grabbed another snack.

"Really does remind me of Jurassic Park a bit."
“And you’re sure you’re okay with just eating plants, right Parker?”

"Well, now that you mention it, and I see that Duck Boat there, I could really go for... something to drink."
“Oh, good. I mean, I think we can find you something to drink. How about that fountain over there?”

"Yeah, that looks good, it even has a bubbler to drink out of!"

"Hmmm, it smells kind of... gross though. I wonder if there are any other places to find a drink around here?"

"Excuse me Mr Fishy, would you know of where I could find a drink around here?" "Why yes, I know all sorts of places. After all, I drink like a..., well, I don't know what I drink like, but I drink a lot. My favorite spot is just down there on the left." "Thanks Mr Fishy!"

"Hmmm, I can see why he likes it so much, but it smells a little funny just like the last one. Maybe I should ask someone a little more classy..."

"Excuse me my fine gentleman, could I trouble you to direct me to an establishment serving only the finest, most high quality, non-smelly drinks?"

"How much you looking to spend?" "Um, I don't have any money actually." "Well then you can go stick your head in a fire hydrant for all I care."

"Hmmm, I don't see where you turn it on. Maybe I should ask someone else."

"Excuse me Mr Giraffe. I'm really thirsty and was wondering if you would know where I can get a drink?" "Oh, why yes little one. There's actually three places along this block that serve giraffes. The first two are a little hit or miss, but you can't go wrong at the third one." "Thank you Mr Giraffe!!"

"Hmm, the Score Doggy Bar looks fancy and trendy, but there's cigarette butts floating in it. I think I'll try the other places."

"This one has almost no water in it, and it's too far down for me to reach. I hope Mr Giraffe was right about the third place."
So we kept walking down to the end of the block, until finally we found…

"Ahhh, Dom Perignon, now this is more like it!!!"

"Mr Giraffe has good taste, I could get used to this!"
After Parker had his fill, we decided to head back to the hotel and relax for a while. We wanted to be well rested for tailgating the next day, so we decided to turn in early. I tucked Parker into his little dino bunk…

"Good night Kearn." "Good night Parker."
And we slept with dreams of Hawkeye bowl wins in our heads.