When I was a child I experienced something that was awesome, so awesome that even though I've gone there a couple of times I still to this day can't shake the feeling that I dreamt it all those times, that such a place doesn't really exist.
Somewhere in Indiana, I don't know where is something like a zoo. I don't think it's really a zoo but a wildlife refuge where animals that can't be released back into the wild are kept. A good example of this (because we went to one today here in Georgia) was a hawk we saw today with one wing. Obviously it wouldn't last long in the wild though it probably would put up a hell of a fight. Anyway, this zoo (for brevity's sake) is very interesting, full of animals that you don't mind looking at. Today we heard someone say that it's only a raccoon in one of the cages and they moved on. Didn't even pause to look. This struck me as sad somehow. I know raccoons are commonplace, when I was in college I would watch them crawl out of trash cans in the middle of the night, but that doesn't mean they aren't special.
Everything is special.
Moving on though, after the animals it somehow broke off into a small amusement parks, complete with small roller coaster, not much more than what is intended for small children. You usually see them at county fairs and the cars are usually caterpillars. There are the usual suspects like teacups and all that too.
Then it breaks into a water park.
If this place does exist it would be best to take a taxi there and back because you have in your grasp a full day's events. You'd probably be so worn out by the end of it that you would need that taxi back or you'd fall asleep behind the wheel.
Could such a place exist or did my overactive imagination just make it up?
I think it exists and when I find out where it is, I'll let you all know where it is.
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