We all know how well we mini golf here in The Circus. (here if you missed that post. The video of me says it all.) We are professionals. We walk our ball to the hole, hit it repeatedly until it goes where we want it to, spend a lot of time bailing our balls out of water, and use our hands when necessary. We never keep score. (We went mini golfing with Grandpa Brent and Grandma Julie this weekend and while Grandma Julie fit in with our antics, I think we drove Grandpa crazy. I'll post about that later when I get the pictures off my camera).
We spent our last day in Florida at Universal Studios. We had a three day pass and had already spent two days there (here). The crowds were minimal and even with the rain on one day (it was warm rain so unlike Utah, so what did we care if we were wet? We were still warm.) we were able to see most everything and ride all the rides. Our last day there was the begining of spring break for Florida so it was going to be busy. Luckily it seemed the masses of people wanted Harry Potter and we'd already been there, done that. We did hit Harry Potter first thing and rode the dragon ride (our favorite!) and then we left the Island Adventures Park and went over to the regular park where the crowds were not so thick. We finished up with the few shows we hadn't yet seen and then...
well, now what?
We had a couple of hours to kill before we had to head to the airport and we'd covered every inch of the two parks.
On our way to and from parking we'd been passing a golf course that looked too fun not to notice. I mean seriously, how can you pass by this and not want to check it out?
So we did.
When we paid they asked if we wanted the alien side or the haunted side. No brainer for me. A chance of having a slice of Halloween in March? I'm in! Aliens aren't my genre.
The swamp monster under the bridge sprayed you the entire time. Florida is serious about its water usage. They want you wet!
Isn't The Man so handsome?
The tree below would be the part where The Man hit his ball in full force skiwampus and it bounced around this area, almost taking out two other parties. They all stopped cold and looked at us.
"Sorry!" I yelled.
And then one of the "victims" yells "Fore!" and everyone started to laugh.
Why does it feel like somebody's watching me? This song totally went through my head. This song also used to scare the crap out of me when I was a kid. I'm still not sure I'm comfortable with it.
I've decided that my yard must be fashioned after this golf course come Halloween. It must! And I've decided that this year my witch curtains on my porch have to be purple.
Finally it was time to head back to The Circus. Time to head home and spend time with Tayler's strep throat.
Poor Bug. Thank goodnes for antibiotics.