The Big Apple is a destination just off the highway, close to where I grew up. I've passed it a million times and even ventured in on occasion to pick up an apple pie and stretch the legs. It changed hands recently and seems to have turned into a classic tourist trap. Mini Golf - yes; kitchy train for the kids to ride - yes; petting zoo - yes; Bocce, Shuffle Board, ping pong - yes, yes, yes! But ... it's all free. Hmmm, suspicious. What's the catch? Heinously overpriced gift shop with candy at eye level to entice the road-weary little ones to turn on the nag? NO! I just don't understand it. The Big Apple is a classic tourist trap ... but without the trap!
We took the kids and cousins there in the morning to kick around while Gramma and Auntie Alison prepared to host Laura, Jay and family in the afternoon. It turned out to be a fun outing for the kids. Not everyone made it through all 18 holes of mini-golf but everyone rode the train and petted the animals and picked out a souvenir. I even scored a jar of apple butter - a jam-like confection I made as a teenager at one of my 15 jobs in the county! Ahhh, the county. Life is just slower here and I like that just fine!
In the evening we enjoyed Greg and Liam and their antics. Thank you Laura and Jay for making the trip out to the county to see us!
We took the kids and cousins there in the morning to kick around while Gramma and Auntie Alison prepared to host Laura, Jay and family in the afternoon. It turned out to be a fun outing for the kids. Not everyone made it through all 18 holes of mini-golf but everyone rode the train and petted the animals and picked out a souvenir. I even scored a jar of apple butter - a jam-like confection I made as a teenager at one of my 15 jobs in the county! Ahhh, the county. Life is just slower here and I like that just fine!
In the evening we enjoyed Greg and Liam and their antics. Thank you Laura and Jay for making the trip out to the county to see us!
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