The Big Apple
Oct. 7th, 2006 09:40 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
the_siobhanAnybody who has ever travelled with me knows that I am totally entertained by kitsch. Weird-ass, cheesy things warm my little heart. I am made happy by the fact that I share a universe with giant fish that start singing when you walk by them and the World's Largest Ball of String.
(Not entertained enough to let them in my house mind you. Those things come lookin' for you after the lights go out. I just know it.)
So anyway, part of this fixation means I have to stop at every freakish roadside attraction out there. I have been to Cadillac Ranch and Carhenge. And whenever I am on the road heading east out of Ontario, I just have to stop at The Big Apple.
The first time I ever went there was with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
silentq and it was quite a few years ago now. They've added upgrades every year since. Back then it was mainly the kitchen where you could buy pies, a petting zoo, and of course the three-story fibreglass apple.
When you drive into the parking lot they have a "rabbits X-ing" sign. Ha, ha, cute. Then I stepped out of the car, looked down and jumped about a foot, because there really were dozens of rabbits hopping into the parking lot towards us. There continued to be dozens of rabbits everywhere we looked as we followed the path around the kitchen and towards the apple. Rabbits of all sizes, shapes and colours. Lop-ears, dwarfs, long-hairs - they were everywhere on the grounds. Signs by the path warned that they would bite if disturbed, but we didn't need much deterring. We were intimidated by their sheer numbers.
Next to the apple was a tiny mini-putt range. A couple of golfers tried valiently to play a game, while rabbits hopped across the path of their golf balls.
Up on the top of the apple is a viewing platform. Now there is a barrier that you can barely see over, but back then we could lean out over the edge and look at the view below. That was when we realized the full impact of the sheer numbers of rabbits. We could see literally thousands of the buggers covering the field below us. In the distance a family tried to picnic on the lawn while hundreds of small fuzzy shapes converged on them like a scene from a Hitchcock movie.
I've been back tons of times with different people. I've even eaten some of their pie. (It's really good.) I've never seen the number of rabbits there that we encountered on the first visit. I can only imagine they've launched some kind of bunny population-control program in order to make sure that their visitors remain unmolested while going about the important business of spending their valuable tourist dollars.
But I know that they lie in wait, plotting. And that some day...
(Not entertained enough to let them in my house mind you. Those things come lookin' for you after the lights go out. I just know it.)
So anyway, part of this fixation means I have to stop at every freakish roadside attraction out there. I have been to Cadillac Ranch and Carhenge. And whenever I am on the road heading east out of Ontario, I just have to stop at The Big Apple.
The first time I ever went there was with
silentq and it was quite a few years ago now. They've added upgrades every year since. Back then it was mainly the kitchen where you could buy pies, a petting zoo, and of course the three-story fibreglass apple.When you drive into the parking lot they have a "rabbits X-ing" sign. Ha, ha, cute. Then I stepped out of the car, looked down and jumped about a foot, because there really were dozens of rabbits hopping into the parking lot towards us. There continued to be dozens of rabbits everywhere we looked as we followed the path around the kitchen and towards the apple. Rabbits of all sizes, shapes and colours. Lop-ears, dwarfs, long-hairs - they were everywhere on the grounds. Signs by the path warned that they would bite if disturbed, but we didn't need much deterring. We were intimidated by their sheer numbers.
Next to the apple was a tiny mini-putt range. A couple of golfers tried valiently to play a game, while rabbits hopped across the path of their golf balls.
Up on the top of the apple is a viewing platform. Now there is a barrier that you can barely see over, but back then we could lean out over the edge and look at the view below. That was when we realized the full impact of the sheer numbers of rabbits. We could see literally thousands of the buggers covering the field below us. In the distance a family tried to picnic on the lawn while hundreds of small fuzzy shapes converged on them like a scene from a Hitchcock movie.
I've been back tons of times with different people. I've even eaten some of their pie. (It's really good.) I've never seen the number of rabbits there that we encountered on the first visit. I can only imagine they've launched some kind of bunny population-control program in order to make sure that their visitors remain unmolested while going about the important business of spending their valuable tourist dollars.
But I know that they lie in wait, plotting. And that some day...
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Date: 2006-10-07 10:32 pm (UTC)have to have to have to
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Date: 2006-10-08 12:04 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2006-10-07 10:33 pm (UTC)Oh...I live not far from the world's largest truck stop. Does that count as kitschy?
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Date: 2006-10-08 07:03 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-10-07 10:51 pm (UTC)On the other hand, if they have a successful rabbit population control program, there's a market for it Down Under.
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Date: 2006-10-07 11:01 pm (UTC)M.
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Date: 2006-10-08 03:38 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-10-08 04:28 pm (UTC)Dunno if we'll have time when we're in town in November (or if the weather will be too shit), and then there the issue of money for car rental.
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Date: 2006-10-12 08:35 pm (UTC)Email is best, my IM seems to be permanently borked.
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