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Remember in the animated hit Madagascar when the penguins escaped from their crates and then their bid to escape resulted in the lion, zebra, giraffe and hippo falling into the water and washing ashore the film’s eponymous sub-African island? Well, in the midst of all that chaos, there were some colorful parakeets who were let free too, except they didn’t fly to Madagascar.

They came right here to the Blue Moon Hotel.

Sure, there’s a bit of fiction in there, but the vibrant squawking birds who reside in our palm trees, and on our roof did find their way here through a similar passage. According to an 2014 from the Sun Sentinel, it’s believed that the non-native birds came here and to other US cities like New York and Chicago by escaping from shipping containers managed by the pet industry.


There’s little out there to back up this theory, but there’s also little to oppose it. Regardless of how the monk parakeets, also known as Quaker parakeets, came to South Beach, we aren’t in any hurry to see them off.

The birds fit into our little tropical metropolis in so many ways. First and foremost, they’re visually breathtaking. Their lime green coats resemble the bright-leaf palm trees and professionally landscaped golf courses throughout the city. Underneath the wings are turquoise and yellow patterns that mimic the cool and funky aesthetic of South Beach.