Shipshewana

My parents took us to Amish country in Shipshewana the other day.

We stopped for breakfast along the way and enjoyed some homemade donuts and cinnamon rolls.  Yum!

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Nothing like the bond of grandparents and grandchildren! 

 

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Hot, sunny weather was predicted for the day, but we ended up with a cool breeze and an overcast sky–much better for flea marketing!  (Thanks, Big Guy in the Sky)

We spent a couple of hours browsing the flea market aisles, in search of the infamous  Toy Department aisle that the girls remembered from last year.

Grampy and Katie got the maps out.  

But alas, no pen was to be found!

Until Grammy came to the rescue and offered her lipstick.

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Lipstick works really well as a marker.

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After four hours of walking, it was time for lunch!  We ate at the Blue Gate restaurant for good homestyle Amish cookin’.

The restaurant also has a gift shop with frames reciting Scripture and other valuable  bits of wisdom.

See?

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Then after lunch, it was time for some more shopping…at The Hitching Post next door.

This place was full of the neatest toys and gadgets.

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A game of “basketball” using a spring board and mini bean bag:

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(A little blurry, but you can see the action here.  The girls fared better than I did.  I gave my mini bean bag a little too much power and it went flying up in the air, bouncing off of the light fixture above.  Oops.  My dad gave it a couple tries and then made a basket!  He’s cool like that.)  

 

 

 

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The horse outside The Hitching Post stood amazingly still for this photo:

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Then it was time for horse buggy riding!

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Meet Molly (the horse not the woman driver):

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Katie got to drive the buggy for a while:

 

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Fortunately, the buggy ride went smoothly–and without any action from the horse’s rear end.  (Unlike the time my dad drove my mom, my sisters, and I in a horse buggy back when my grandparents had their horse farm.  The horse pulling us decided it was time to not only go number one but also number two.  The wind also decided it was time to kick it up a notch.  Let’s just say that my sisters and I were grateful to be sitting in the back of the buggy, with my parents up front, blocking most of the spray–and the view.)  

We ended the day the Spraker way–with ice cream.  

Ice cream in our bellies, and also on our shirts and shorts.  Because it was hot and the ice cream was drippin’ faster than we could lick it.  

But it was worth it! 

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One thought on “Shipshewana

  1. Good one, Hol! Too bad your camera was too dead to catch all the ice cream activity! : )

    >________________________________ > From: “Life, Love, & Laughter” >To: bonniespraker@att.net >Sent: Friday, August 30, 2013 2:05 PM >Subject: [New post] Shipshewana > > > > WordPress.com >kallingklan posted: “My parents took us to Amish country in Shipshewana the other day.We stopped for breakfast along the way and enjoyed some homemade donuts and cinnamon rolls. Yum!Nothing like the bond of grandparents and grandchildren!Hot, sunny weather was predicted” >

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