Day 3 was BUSY! I took this photo to after unplugging JUST the laptops from the power cords and removing the external hard drive. I think we may be addicted to our electronic devices. There is a 12-step program in our future.
Next we visited Hershey, PA. We toured the Hershey museum. It was very interesting but after the museum, I hate to say it, but we grew tired of chocolate. [gasp]
They did have some neat street lights.
Kent, outside the Hershey Museum. He agreed to this photo only if I let him take one of me next.
Notice there is no photo of me.
Sucker.
(I love you Sweety!)
Chocolate Kiss machine. I think I'm in love.
Next, we visited Lancaster, PA and took a buggy ride through the country to visit a real Amish farm. The fella in the photo is Ben. Ben was our buggy driver and on top of being very nice, informative and an all-around cool guy, Ben changed my perception of Amish people. Completely. I'm not sure what that perception was before I met Ben but it is certainly different now.
This little Amish boy was selling cookies to the people in the buggy. His family and Ben are friends and Ben is especially fond of this particular child. He talked about him like he was his own son. His name is Sammy and he starts the 1st Grade in a week. I didn't realize Amish children don't start school until the 1st grade.
We've seen some odd things along the back roads of PA during our two summer trips here. I saw a large tree fall as we were passing by. I saw a sign that said "Four Sale". I've seen more shirtless men standing on the side of the road than I care to think about. This next picture takes the cake. I cannot for the life of me figure out why a super hero is riding in the back of that Amish buggy. If you figure it out, please let me know.
And then we went to Camp Woodward...........
Talk about seeing odd things. What possessed someone to drape a pair of boxers over this traffic cone? Kids skated by the cone. Counselors walked past. No one seemed to even take note that a pair of underwear was hanging on a traffic cone in the middle of the sidewalk. I can only imagine it is typical boy humor.
At least it wasn't a pair of tighty-whities.
We found Tanner waiting at the mini mega ramp. The newbies that passed the test to skate it had to wait until 6:30. I think T was there waiting, along with 10 other kids, around 5:30.
I stood under some kids waiting to see the show.
So, we waited too. We watched a bunch of kids gather at the entrance to Lot 8. We weren't sure why (and too lazy/tired to go look) until this golf cart pulled up and gathered the kid in the red t-shirt. He busted his chin open on one of the ramps. I guess seeing fresh blood and gore never gets old to a kid.... even after a couple of weeks at camp.
The anticipated moment arrives: The skaters all line up and start to the top of the mini mega for their turn on the famed ramp.
Tanner, waiting to drop in.....
.....getting some air over the hip........
(Yes, I know my name is upside down. Just wanted to see if you noticed......not really. I have no idea how that happened and I'm too tired to fix it)
.....bails and slides to the bottom. Then back to top for another try!
Side note: I did not send Tanner with the shirt he is wearing OR the helmet. Kent and I discussed whether we thought T would actually purchase clothing at the camp store. It is NOT like this child to stop skating to do anything other than what is absolutely necessary to live (like purchase t-shirts) so we finally came to the conclusion he probably won the shirt and bought the helmet. We were right. I finally got a chance to ask T and he said "I won the shirt during a competition on the mini vert and I bought the helmet". I figure the only reason he bought the helmet was to make it harder for me to pick him out of a crowd when I arrived at camp. Not many of the kids had the olive green helmet he used to wear. Lots of kids have black helmets. Sigh.
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