Every year, my youngest sister goes to kamp for two weeks in Missouri. She goes to Kanakuk Kamps. She arrives on a bus, but has to be picked up at the end. The four of us left loaded up less than a week after getting home from Mexico and headed to Branson to pick her up.
We stop every two hours, in OKC, Tulsa, Joplin, and then finally Branson.
When we arrived in Branson, it rained for a bit so we hung in the room. When it stopped, we walked from our hotel to the Branson Landing to find dinner.
The Landing is pretty much an outdoor mall. It’s next to a lake. There’s this neat water show that happens every hour too. It was designed by the people who did the Vegas show at the Bellagio.
I don’t know if it was because of the rain or not, but when we got to the Landing, there was a layer of fog covering the lake. It was neat!
“Hey Dad, go sit on that gorilla so I can take a picture!”
Our second day in Branson, and also the day we pick up sister, we decided to go up a bit into the hills and ride a zipline thing. It wasn’t a traditional zipline though. It was more like a chairlift that went a bit faster. It wasn’t scary at all. Dad bailed out though.
After the zipline, we hunted down this diner that I’d heard about from a friend. It was nestled in the middle of a cute little shopping area that reminded me a lot of Six Flags.
At the diner, the waiters and waitresses sing to you periodically. They were all really good and the milkshakes were to die for!
We picked up the sister that evening and she ate a crab all by herself for dinner that night. She also stayed on her phone talking to her friends for ever. When we got home, she went straight to a friend’s house. It was like she hadn’t even gotten home! She’s back now though 🙂