The taxi passed under a large Myths & Monster sign to enter the car park and my excitement levels shot through the roof. We were so close, I could almost smell the animals. After the long flight and all the travel, I was also desperate for a stationary toilet and a shower.
“Here we are,” the driver announced, pausing the car in one of the drop-off zones.
Too eager for my own good, I jumped out to take in the sights. There wasn’t much to see from here but it didn’t matter. We’d arrived and there was a wealth of mythical animals just around the corner.
Tamara got out of the other side while the driver unloaded our luggage and bags without much care. One of mine tore at the seams and my clothes poured out onto the gravel of the car park.
I scrambled to collect my stuff, hastily swiping my
