I saw these pictures on Motion Burns The Mood, but they had labeled them, “Abandoned Amusement Park in New Orleans.” After some sleuthing, I finally found where this abandoned amusement park really was: Chippewa Lake Park in Ohio.
Here is a documentary exploring the park and comparing its abandoned decay to the beauty of its past.
There is something about a defunct amusement park that seems so appealing to me. I feel as if I could ride the rides all day long with no other people in line in front of me. Logically, I know that I couldn’t go on any of the rides, but still, I want to visit an abandoned amusement park, if only to FEEL as if I had it all to myself. It seems to appeal to the hermit side of me, wanting to create a place of fun just for myself, like Michael Jackson did with Neverland Ranch.
Unfortunately, you can’t visit the abandoned site of Chippewa Lake Park anymore. In 2009, it was demolished.
If you want to learn more, here are some more links:
When I was looking through my grandma’s old family photos, I found this one.
None of the people so eagerly approaching this bear are any of my ancestors, but my grandma was close enough to TAKE the photograph, so I can’t brag too loudly about how safe she might have been. Back in the 1940s and 1950s, visitors to Yellowstone park were allowed to approach and feed the grizzly bears. I wonder how many human injuries occurred before they changed that rule.
Now, when a grizzly bear wanders into an area of Yellowstone with lots of tourists, the rangers are right there to prevent encounters. Here’s a video of a grizzly bear at Old Faithful, chasing bison.
I LOVE how that video ends. He realizes that the grizzly is coming for him and he starts yelling, “Nope, no, no!” Then the video just STOPS! AWESOME!
I’ve seen bears in Yellowstone before and wrote about it here:
It’s funny to me to see my videos and photos alongside the one from my grandma’s collection. Throughout the years, our family has visited Yellowstone many times and have enjoyed the wildlife there. It’s like I feel connected to her across the span of time and it has even bridged across death itself, creating a bond from beyond the grave.
I am THOROUGHLY disgusted with Trailer Life Magazine right now. I just got it in the mail last night and was excited by one of the articles on the cover. It was called Loaded & Light: 11 Fully Equipped Trailers.
I thought, “Yes! They’re finally showcasing some of the tiny trailers on the market today!” Unfortunately, it was not as I imagined.
Of the 11 trailers they showcased, only two of them were under 3000 pounds. Those two were just the “low-end” of some of the brands and neither one was pictured. Instead, they focused on 36-foot behemoths that “only” weight 6600 pounds.
Light? I don’t think that word means what you think it means…
Here is a REAL list of eleven fourteen loaded and light trailers: (Continue Reading…)
The incredibly funny Jenna Marbles is complaining about the kind of people who annoy her on airplanes. Be warned it’s laced with profanity…
I literally laughed when she smacked down the loud business cell phone talkers.
Hey, guess what? We’re in a small, enclosed space, so if you could just shut the BLEEP up, that would be fantastic! I mean, I know that you’re so BLEEPING important, and stuff like that. You’ve made that really clear, you know, but no one’s that important, like NOBODY. If Oprah was on this plane right now, she’d be kickin’ it.
I also liked the rant about the laptop loudies.
They have headphones in the front pocket. Put some on and STOP it!
Then, there are the armrest hogs of the world.
Oh, and line jumpers!
Get off your entitled high horse and get in line like everybody else!
All of this is EXACTLY why I don’t like to fly, but I love how she chilled out afterward.
I feel like half of the world’s disagreements could be solved by hugging a puppy for a little while.
In the end, airline travel feels like an unpleasant congress with strangers. The only reason we put up with it is because it turns a four-day drive into an eight-hour flight. When the four-day drive is in our own car with just us and we can stay every night in our tent trailer that feels like our own home, it’s a hard competition between the rudeness of the fellow fliers and the lazy enjoyment of a four-day drive.