I decided to pick Doylestown volkssport walk and then for the child, the "kids castle". It's in Central Park, and is a 4-level climbing structure with slides and everything. We didn't tell the child.
We arrived at the Y to sign in and I went to open the door and smacked the child in the head with the door. Day is not off to a good start. We begin walking with him running to the corner and stopping. Just like last time. Then, at one corner he got bold and decided to cross the street himself. I yelled. The whole block heard me. And then I said sternly "We do not cross the street alone." He started to cry and buried himself in Bonnie's crotch. Aunt Gayle is a meanie.
All was forgiven when we reached the Michner. There were castles and log cabins and giant sculptures. And of course the big puzzle (labyrinth) were you had to stay inside the brick lines and could cheat to get to the middle. He enjoyed it so much he ran it the second time.
We noticed a tent coming toward the museum. I thought it was the farmer's market. Wrong. As we made our way to Main Street it was the Doylestown Art Festival. We abandoned the volkssport route and walked around the festival. Neither Bonnie nor I brought any money. We plan to go back next year with money.
In the parking lot of the Y is a playground. We are walking across the lot and the child asks Bonnie if we could stop at the playset. She told him no. We had a bigger surprise in hand.
And then we took him to the Castle. You can't tell from this picture -- he looks pissed --he had a blast. We had a hard time getting him to leave. I tried following him around inside but he was too quick. And the spaces were narrow. And had little head space. But I did make it to the top and came down the wooden slide.
This park is amazing. There are trails, courts and fields, one of those walking fitness trails and a second clustered one like a Jordan park. You need to pack a cooler and spend the day.
52-hike challenge: 41/52
Miles/Steps: less than 3 on the walk. And at least a mile at the playground.Bathroom: None on walk, I-3.5 at park
Weather: 69, overcast, and "10 mile per hour" winds. (The child's estimate!)
Extra: I had gone to the comfort station as was walking down the path back to the castle. I was behind a family with two tween boys. One overweight. He asked to go to the castle. The father said "No. I'm afraid you'll get stuck." I was livid. I felt like a fire breathing dragon. I just wanted to say "Dumbass. I fit." But I didn't.
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