Yesterday we went off Island and headed to Silver Dollar City. We do this every year at camp.
If you’ve never been to SDC it’s kind of a ‘calmer, gentler’ theme park. The whole idea is that the park is stuck in the 1880’s. So you’ve got your blacksmith, glass blower, basket weaver and so on. Banjo music is coming out of every speaker.
We mapped out our route as soon as we got there.
And then we promptly abandoned any route plans because we never can figure out where we are while we’re there.
The boys posed for one picture and then it was like pulling teeth to get them to pose for more.
Actually it was like pulling teeth in the 1880s. No Mr Nose and no nice dentists.
“I said no more pictures!”
Now I’m not naming any names but somebody did a little too much of this yesterday.
Oh, the things we’ll do when we are under the banjo music’s spell!
Oh, well. Totally worth it!