Branson

The family's just returned from a 3-day trip to Branson.  It was the first visit for Schnickelfritz and the Toolman, I haven't been in 15 years or so.  It's grown in so many ways--bigger, tackier, more crowded.  Our hotel overlooked a miniature golf course sporting a volcano that erupted every five minutes.  From 9 am to midnight our hotel room glowed orange when the two fireballs exploded.  Fritz and Toolman actually played the course and said the heat was intense--just what they needed in 90+ degree weather.

We took in one show--magician Kirby Van Birch.  Fritz was lucky enough to be called up on stage to examine the props for a "walking through a solid mirror" illusion.  While I was tickled for him, I was also praying he didn't blurt out "Hey, I saw this on Magic Secrets Finally Revealed!"  He told Kirby he was a magician too and would be attending magic camp next week.  Kirby said maybe he'd see Fritz's show someday and now Fritz expects him to show up for the parent's performance on the last day of camp.  Well, Fritz was rewarded for a job well done--a coupon for a free funnel cake, tickets to the Worlds Largest Toy Museum and a Branson Heleocopter Tour, and a free pass for life to the Kirby Van Birch Show.

Sorry there's no pictures, the magic show doesn't allow cameras.