A few weeks ago, my fellow TNu members Laneit and Jim took a much-needed vacation and ventured from New England to pay me a couple of visits here in the deep South.
I say a couple of visits because their trip started with them staying two days with me before they headed to the At-Home Dads Convention in Raleigh, North Carolina. After their dad convention, Laneit and Jim came back down and hung out for another couple of days before finally returning to Boston.
Anywho, while the dynamic duo was down here with me, we took a trip to a local place called Frankie’s Fun Park. This park has a bit of everything: a massive arcade; 3 mini-golf courses; go-karts; lazer tag; batting cages; and bumper boats. Frankie’s Fun Park is the kind of place that can still bring out the kid even in old guys like us.
The main reason we drove to Frankie’s Fun Park was to battle it out in a round of minature golf. For many years this was an annual tradition for us, and it seemed only fitting to rekindle that old forgotten tradition now that we were back together.
The first decision we had to make was which course to play. We chose golf course #2 because according to a Frankie’s employee, this course was for average players while course #3 was for pros. Well, we should have gone with course #1 (the asy one) because this round of golf was brutal.
Maybe it was rust from not having played in eight years, or maybe it was because this golf course was beyond anything we could have imagined. This thing had obstacles everywhere, even sand traps.
There were even three or four bridges to condend with, and if you missed your shot, your ball went careening out of control down a raging river of death! Then this happened to Laneit:
That would have been a hole in one, so as you can imagine Laneit was not a happy camper. It would have been a funny story to tell too, if in the next hole it hadn’t happened again, but it did:
After our disastrous golf round, we thought about playing a few arcade games. But then we noticed that the cheapest game there was $2.00. Seriously? two freaking bucks for an arcade game? Even the air hockey table was five bucks, and that is just cruel. So instead, Laneit and Jim rode the go-karts.
Speaking of Jim, I don’t know if this Southern adventure was his first time in the South or not. But I do know this trip was filled with firsts for him. Here are some examples of what Jim did this trip:
- Saw a cow
- Ate at Steak ‘n Shake and Sonic
- Drank apple and blackberry whiskeys
- Lost a pair of shorts and a hoodie
At the end of the day, this was a great reunion. We ate, drank, yelled at golf balls, and ate again. I just hope we get to do it again soon.