I remember this place from childhood.
My parents owned a large wood-paneled Ford Town & Country station wagon (with rear-facing pop-up bench seating in the back). Hovering over our driveway were several inedibly productive wild cherry trees which would drop and accumulate on the car (inedible for humans at least; you can probably see where this is going).
The last stop on the safari was the baboons. a massive number of them descended upon our vehicle when they detected the fruit. There were so many that we could barely see out windows. My mother was screaming in terror while my brother and I were laughing so hard at he absurdity we could hardly breathe.
The park attendants had to push them off the car with poles before we could exit. The baboons were so excited on our car, that the first place we went afterwards was a car wash.
