Manitou Springs Penny Arcade

Every once in awhile, I like to make my mother REALLY proud. I feel sure that this picture will accomplish that goal. Right ma? But hey, the important thing is that I'm happy. Obviously. Because how could you not be if you were consuming this funnel cake?


It was a family affair. Thank goodness. One person eating this would have equalled one heart attack.

So anyway, here's the scene of all this frivolity. Bingo Jack's, of course.

There can't be many places like this left in the country, and it's a shame. So much fun, so little money. Add the funnel cakes, and you've pretty much got shangri la.

Here, I kick Chris' rear at Skee Ball. As far as you know.


I LOVE SKEE BALL.

Mer took to it like a fish to water. Sort of. Well, she likes it, and she's as good at it as her mother. Which is really good. As far as you know.

There were plenty of prizes to choose from. As is usually the case, we spent about $473 dollars in order to play games, get tickets, and trade said tickets in for $1.25 worth of prices. But you gotta hand it to these folks. They do have quite the prize selection.

This charming young man set the whole family up for the horse races. He also tried to steal the change from the $20 we used so all 9 of us could play. But he was funny, so it was okay.


So as I said, there were 9 of us. And Aunt Beth decided it would be a good idea if we all got into the old school photo booth. Dear Aunt Beth. Dear dear Aunt Beth.

This was only the beginning of the madness. It's a wonder no one was seriously injured.


It was a great day. I love Manitou Springs and Bingo Jack's and Skee Ball and funnel cakes and summertime.