Wizard Quest and its mighty dragon. I say into Deanna's camera as we stand on a crosswalk in arguably one of the goofiest tourist traps I've ever been. (I've lived within an hour or so of both Pigeon Forge, Tennessee and Branson, Missouri so you can imagine) I woke up from a nap and we came rolling into Wisconsin Dells like it was a perfectly normal experience to see a place called Paul Bunyan's Cooking Shanty and not totally bizarre for it to have its own amphitheater on the front lot. I knew immediately I had found my place in this world. Much to my joy we parked and clamored out into this gem of sensory overload.
A Vegas style wedding chapel, year round haunted house, countless gift shops with overpriced Wisconsin Dells T-Shirts, colorful candy, popcorn and cheesecakes-on-a-stick shops, a town history museum featuring H.H. Bennett; the innovative photographer that made the Dells famous, and the centerpiece; The Wisconsin Dells, a beautiful water obstacle you can tour by jet boat, Dell's Ducks, or GHOST BOAT. Yeah, you heard me. GHOST BOAT. The Dells begged for tourism …show more content…
It's a place you either scorn for being corny or embrace wholeheartedly for the feverish weirdness it uses to beckon travelers to it. I see myself in it. On the inside I'm a noisy Main Street of olde time-y photo studios, souvenirs, side shows and street performers. Just like the Dells I nestle myself in hills, no one knows just how colorful I am until they roll into my life suddenly. While my guard is down, but before Dolly Parton has bought half of it to continue her slow rise to empress of the United States of Dolly…. Yeah that metaphor got away from me. Anyway, I can learn something from this weird and whimsical town. Me being unabashedly myself may not make me some people's cup of tea, but I'll have a lot more of my kind of crazy