Yeah, ever since school ended I haven't gotten around to this blog. Hell, most days it doesn't even cross my mind. I've got to get back into it! For my own sanity! jk
Well, Wisconsin was great, but definately had its shortcomings. My cousin was AWEXOME she's so cool (despite her calling me every name you could imagine the last time I saw her the whole trip, with names like d**do and w**rebag. She didn't mean it tho). Family was absolutely amazingly retarded. They didn't manage to screw up our fun stuff and outings and such, but everyday hanging-around-the-house they were nuts. It's like they all became members of crazy town's city council.
The food in La Crosse is amazing because there's so much competition. Around here the growth is so fast that you get mostly fast food restaurants, but there it's way way more sit-down stuff. The food is way better and far lower cost than anywhere around here. The only bad experience was the Fox Hollow Banquet Hall. Donno why it's called that.....
The room was plain white with dimmed lights and a few plastic trees from Walmart. That's ALL THE ATMOSPHERE THERE. Then the fish, when I got it, was room temperature ALL THE WAY TO THE CENTER. The batter on it should be given an award for the most tasteless stuff ever made. You could choke on that stuff without even knowing you'd swallowed it. The tables were plastic outdoor tables (also most likely from Walmart). The average age in there was probably 70. The seats on the outside porch are literally made out of PVC plumbing joints. The place SUCKED ASS. The only thing good was the golf course around it which was beautiful.
Kalahari resort was probably the best park I've been to in a while. We stayed with the whole family in connecting three-rooms which were great. The two side rooms were like top-line hotel rooms, but the room in the center had a huge area that was just a kitchen and couches around a huge TV. You can walk from there to the indoor waterpark, which is the world's biggest indoor waterpark. The slides are great, especially the Master Blaster. It shoots your raft uphill so fast you nearly......scream profanities. The wave pool was great, except that you pretty much had to find a tube, which were in short supply.
The last major thing we did was canoeing on the Kickapoo (correct spelling) river. I went with Jess (cousin, for you retards out there). We started off horribly, and we kept turning the canoe backwards and sideways in the river. We figured it out in about 20 minutes though, and we quickly became the best of anyone else. I had guessed the excursion might be an hour, hour and a half. We brought lunch stuff to pull up on a sandbar and eat. After lunch it got horrible. The sun was so bad that now, over a week later, my legs are literally blood red. The river was low that day, so we kept getting run aground and having to pull ourselves out. It wasn't too bad until Jess finally screwed up (I told her to paddle back right, she paddles front left and rams us into a tree, we flip). I stayed in the canoe, but she fell out. We got a lot of water in the boat though. Getting it out was a fiasco, and we had to get my Grandpa out of his canoe so he could use his huge muscles (he's 76 and still works as a handyman) to flip the canoe. We also had to rescue all our shoes and equipment. I mad e the mistake of leaving my Camelbak (looks like a backpack, but is actually a bladder filled with water that has a hose you bite down on and drink from) in their canoe. We ended up taking three and a half hours for something that should have been two. You don't land anywhere near where you began, so your rental company (either Titanic, Mr. Sinks or Ducky) has to come pick you up. We were late, so we had to wait around a half hour for the next van. It would have been okay if the water wasn't so low, but it was and that turned it into the standard operating procedure for most of the things my family does: SNAFU
For the two days after Kickapoo me and my brother and Jess had to stay with my Aunt and Uncle at Goose Island campgrounds, which is essentially an area with lots packed together and areas for tents, campers, and motor homes. They have a nice motor home with everything in it. I don't understand what the hell is the point because it's basically staying in a hotel room without a decent TV and you have to walk down the street to take a coin-operated shower since in-motor-home showers fill up the waste tanks too fast. bleghh.......boring as a mother. Plus everyone in that campground except us was either extremely fat, genetically damaged, inbred, or a combination of those. The only worthwile thing we got done there was finding two geocaches. (http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=geocaching)
Getting back on Friday was sad but fun at the same time. I'm glad to be back, but I don't want to deal with all the responsibilities at home anymore. Wisconsin let me do whatever I wanted....boo hoo.
This site has kinda fallen to pieces, especially after I accidentally deleted the banner picture off my host site, so I'm doing some major overhaul work. Right now.
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