Unbelievably, the last Saturday of the Summer arrived.
The kids voted to cross off another To-Do on our Summer Bucket List.
The verdict was the Route 66 Carousel Park.
Let's make one thing clear before I go any further. This aint no Six Flags.
It's a glorified carnival on three counts:
1. It's "erector-set" roller coasters are permanently affixed to the ground
2. The workers are cute teenage kids...with all of their teeth.
3. There are no funnel cake booths...hence no random puddles of vomit.
It's a win all the way around.
Unfortunately, one thing this place has in common with the carnival is $25 arm bands to ride unlimited.
Karah and Bradley braved a coaster together. Bryce was too suspicious to attempt it.
Heck...Bryce was suspicious of everything. I think his inner voice was telling him that this place wasn't like any other amusement park he had been to. His guard was definitely up.
He was eventually coerced into trying a "baby coaster".
He didn't find anything "baby" about it. Too intense for this skeptic.
I love the poor look on Bradley's face. How exactly DO you comfort a terrified little brother when held captive by a maniacal crocodile? (or is that an alligator?)
He wanted to be brave, so badly. He climbed the huge slide...got to the top...and...freaked.
It was a very tall, rickety slide... in his defense. I think I saw Tom crying, too.
The Route 66 Carousel Park was quickly becoming the Route 666 Carousel Park, to Bryce.
The disappointment of the roller coaster and slide were too much to handle.
The wounds were too deep.
The bouncy pillow couldn't even smooth things over for him.
It was apparent that Bryce found no "amusement" at this park.
The show went on for the others.
Bumper cars...
Bumper Boats...
If it looks like we were the only people there...that's because we pretty much were.
I think there were about 12 people, tops.
My favorite part was watching Karah and Boo on the Go-Karts.
They took it very seriously and took great joy in not letting people pass.
The boy stuck behind them was in the same boat as Bryce.
No amusement to be had.
The light appeared at the end of Bryce's tunnel. Goofy Golf, as he calls it. His favorite.
The Route 66 Carousel Park had found redemption.
Bryce actually asked if we could come back.
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