Branson, MO was fun. It was good to be there, and quite different from our time in Las Vegas. Both places have shows and other amusements, but that is where the similarity ends.
We went to the Dixie Stampede and Silver Dollar City.
There were “Jesus saves” shirts being prominently sold in SDC. There were stores setup just to sell Christian stuff. There was a magician, who gave one of the clearest presentations of the Gospel that you would ever hear. He did it with a deck of cards.
The Dixie Stampede was a dinner theater that had a large arena in-between. The blue north and the gray south competed. That was surreal in light of our PC culture. I’m not sure the PC groups are aware the north and south are still fighting in Branson.
Then there was a Dixie Outpost, which sells every kind of Confederate flag known to man.
I’m perplexed as to why the PC people have not raided this town and “corrected” it, but it was nice to be in a place where freedom of speech was truly free.
We did check out a wax museum. I talked to the kids about Madame Tussauds on Sunset Blvd. in Hollywood, but we were too buys and time limited to stop there. I’m glad they could at least look in one, though we did not take the over-priced 30 minute tour.
The stampede was fun. We ate with our hands. They had about 1000 people yelling at each other–the north v. the south. We had chicken, pork, potatoes, iced tea, and some kind of sweet thing. It was way too much.
The entertainment was great too. The kids had a blast. Ansa also got to pet some horses. That made her day.
SDC was tons of fun. We rode some intense roller coasters. I took my iPhone on one, thinking I was going to record. That did not happen. After the first 162′ straight drop, I gripped my phone so tight that it turned off. My main objective after that was to hold on for dear life.
It was intense, and the double corkscrew was all I could take.
And there were two more coasters.
This was the first year Ansa could ride one. She has passed the height barrier. And she was a trooper. Amazing. She wanted to do more. And she/they did–mostly with Haydn. Tristen has nearly passed into the adult barrier, where such things lose their appeal.
SDC was a lot of fun and well worth going to. I’d do it again.
Plus, I bought a motorized golf cart thingy to ride around on. That made all the difference in the world. The pain in my backside was excruciating, which has been like that the whole trip. It was the best $40 I spent the whole trip.
I sucked down my arrogance, self-righteousness, and other pride-related things and rode the cart. It was amazing relief, which released us to go anywhere in the park, rather than me cutting things short due to the pain. I was very glad about this.
We stayed from about 10 AM to 10 PM. A total blast.
We left and drove 2.5 hours to get us closer to Greeneville, TN, to be with our friends in our old small group from Greenville, SC.