The trouble with popular vacation spots is all of the OTHER people. This morning we were told there would be an HOUR wait to be seated at the pancake shop.
While Lyle might not starve to death if left unfed for twenty minutes during his waking hours, it’s almost a certainty that the black hole in his stomach would cause him to implode….
So, we went to some communist coffee shop that had milkless yogurt and the grittiest iced mocha I’ve ever had the misfortune to taste. I had to eat a $3.00 cupcake just to get the taste of the organic grinds out of my mouth.
(Note to self: If there is an hour wait for breakfast and the coffee shop across the street is empty… there’s a reason.)
After an unsuccessful search for bacon, our inner rednecks needed nurturing and I knew just the place–A zip line adventure park.
Don’t get me wrong, it was me who thought climbing 80 feet up a tree house and flinging myself over a gorge was a good idea. And it turned out to be a lot of fun. I recommend these guys if you’re in the Hot Springs area– very safety conscious and great with kids: http://www.adventureworks.com/hotsprings/
And, just for kicks here’s the link to a Disney favorite: