In casa ration
Spent three and a half days in one hotel room together. Lived to tell the tale.
= successful vacation.
The Mohican State Park Resort & Conference Center & Playground & Stuffed Bird Emporium is a standard 70s-era lodge in a beautiful wooded setting by a horseshoe-shaped lake; it was just the right our-family size for walking about and enjoying a dip in one of two pools or looking for deer or watching the sunset. While Erin found two new talents: (1) clapping and (2) spinning around 360-degrees on her butt (even in high chairs in restaurants), Ryan also honed his new skill: being annoying at the table. Granted, his patience may have been used up after eating at the same restaurant and dealing with us dealing with him 24/7, but he really is getting 2 in his old age.
The saving grace was that we taught him our room number and allowed him to 'find' it for us. Check out his pride in this video -- sorry that you have to tilt your head sideways; I keep forgetting not to hold the camera that way when I'm capturing video.
On Monday we drove a short distance through the state park, past a dam, over a covered bridge, lovely scenes, and on to Loudenville, the local town that time forgot. It was a little disappointing. It didn't even raise to the level of "quaint". It was just "there". A main street of maybe three blocks, with stores that have been around since the fifties, and some newer habadasheries trying to combine, say, bicycle repair with trinket sales. I did buy a Hawaiin shirt that only cost me $3, which I shared with anyone who cared (or didn't) to hear it. Plus I almost bought a sign in my window for my Dad's upcoming retirement:
= successful vacation.
The Mohican State Park Resort & Conference Center & Playground & Stuffed Bird Emporium is a standard 70s-era lodge in a beautiful wooded setting by a horseshoe-shaped lake; it was just the right our-family size for walking about and enjoying a dip in one of two pools or looking for deer or watching the sunset. While Erin found two new talents: (1) clapping and (2) spinning around 360-degrees on her butt (even in high chairs in restaurants), Ryan also honed his new skill: being annoying at the table. Granted, his patience may have been used up after eating at the same restaurant and dealing with us dealing with him 24/7, but he really is getting 2 in his old age.
The saving grace was that we taught him our room number and allowed him to 'find' it for us. Check out his pride in this video -- sorry that you have to tilt your head sideways; I keep forgetting not to hold the camera that way when I'm capturing video.
On Monday we drove a short distance through the state park, past a dam, over a covered bridge, lovely scenes, and on to Loudenville, the local town that time forgot. It was a little disappointing. It didn't even raise to the level of "quaint". It was just "there". A main street of maybe three blocks, with stores that have been around since the fifties, and some newer habadasheries trying to combine, say, bicycle repair with trinket sales. I did buy a Hawaiin shirt that only cost me $3, which I shared with anyone who cared (or didn't) to hear it. Plus I almost bought a sign in my window for my Dad's upcoming retirement:
Old Cowboys Never Die
They Just Smell That Way
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