Jun 252014
 

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My brain needs to reset itself so here, have a filler post.  There are also no pictures of Henry in this one, because as he said earlier, “Haven’t you word-raped me enough over the last two days?” TOUCHÉ, MOTHERFUCKER. 20140625-132552.jpg

Honestly was about to scratch a Will on my leg with a paint chip from this sad, downtrodden Paratrooper—it was such a janky ride! On one hand, I was like, “At least if we’re flung from this shoddy piece of mechanics, we have a 50/50 chance of hitting the lake and surviving” and then on the other hand I was like, “EW I DON’T WANT TO TOUCH THAT GROSS WATER!”

I’ve only ridden on one set of Paratroopers more run down looking than this one, and that was at the Washington County Fair.

A fresh coat of paint goes a long way, Indiana Beach. Just pretend like each umbrella is one of Tammy Faye Bakker’s eyelids. Go wild!

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Faces of Paratrooper survivors.

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That guy has what we call 1950s Indiana Swag.

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I love the Tilt-a-Whirl so much but not on days where elves are spooning viscous scoops of oil from my facial pores to use as liliputian love-stick lubricant. Let me spell it out for it: IT WAS HOT AND HUMID. I can’t ride spinny rides when I’m in the throes of heat stroke. But Chooch rode this three times in a row. God, good for you, Chooch. Why don’t you just write a song about it on your dumb keyboard, ugh.

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Obligatory ice cream cone shot. Can I get any more predictable.

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Seriously, these guys. I was obsessed. Also note: this was pretty much how crowded it was all day until late afternoon when the water park mysteriously closed down and a horde of Indiana’s finest invaded the park like beached whales.

Pale, so pale, very pale beached whales.

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This is not where I got my ice cream.

I haven’t even finished writing about this park yet and I’m already trying to con Henry into taking us to another one. I’M NEVER SATISFIED. Just ask the doves when they cry.

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  9 Responses to “Indiana Beach, Part 2: Photo Interlude, Now with Less Than 400 Words”

  1. These photos are so pretty! Makes me want to go to a fair ASAP.

  2. Have you been to Cedar point in Ohio? It’s on an island!!! Oh and I love the word janky, I use it a lot :)

    • I have been to Cedar Point, but not since 1998! I need to rectify that real soon. It’s only about a 2 hour drive from here!

      • Ahem… You know someone going to Cedar Point later this summer. Wanna tag along?

        • Do you know when you guys are going? We might be able to do that!

          • Right now our plans are “later this summer”. I know we want to take a long weekend because I bought a Groupon for some safari park in Sandusky, and Delia is crazy about going to the beach so we have to spend a day at Lake Erie.

            There are some cabins we stayed at before that were OK. They had playgrounds and a big pen of rabbits you can pet. Plus, our cabin had a smear of red on the floor like somebody dragged a body through it. But it was communal bathrooms, so pros and cons.

            We might go back to the carousel museum too. That’s the place where I took that picture of the old Kennywood news article! There is an ancient, rickety carousel inside. It has a lead pony, which is a HUGE deal to carousel enthusiast. I was pregnant with Kira so I let Delia have my token to ride twice since I feared puking.

            You guys don’t have to do all that stuff though.

  3. I always love your fair posts but hate them at the same time because I can never get to as many as I’d like and it reminds me of that fact.

  4. The Tilt-a-Whirl shot!! So awesome! And I can’t stop laughing at the Prince reference now. Oh gawd.

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