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I have liked Broadway musicals since I was little and I I had heard of the broadway show "Damn Yankees" but didn't know what it was about. I went to see it with my family when I was about 11 years old. When I saw a baseball on the program, I asked "Is this about baseball?" I had always assumed it was about the civil war. Apperently I was a child who knew more about history than baseball.
when i was 5 my mom my dad my sister and me went to disney world. They had theese invisable dogs. And my dad conviced me there were real dog s in there they just needed to be petted by a girl to be seen. So i went up to a little boy and asked him if i could pet his dog so he siad ya (but looked at me like i was stupid) and after i pet the dog he did not appear. And i started to cry.
when i was a kid i used to belive that a 5 star hotel was one which has five floors.. and a 3 star the one which has 3
When I was little and went to the Barber Shop, I thought the metal column the barber chair sat on that went 'up' and 'down' was a single solid steel shaft that extended way down into the Barber Shop basement. I had no concept of a 'hydraulic' lift that could raise the chair way up from floor level using 'telescoping' segments.
A friend of mine, Ola, used to think that if you leave your home (to go shopping or to school ext.) you won't be able to come back, because you won't knowe with one is yours.
when i was about 4 or 5, i went with my mom to the doctors so that she could get a shot. she let me come into the room with her and i watched as the nurse began to give her the shot. i was horrified to see the needle go into her, so got on all fours and began barking and growling, thinking that i looked like a dog and that i would scare the nurse away. she just looked at me strangly
I used to believe that the people in ferris wheels went upside down at the top. I was too scared to go on one for that reason
When our family would go on trips to see Grandma, my sister looked out at the other cars on the freeway and said ,"Mommy, look, everyone is going to see Grandma, too!" It was so cute!
To stop me from bringing stones home from the beach, my dad told me the man that counts the stones at the end of the day would be sacked if i kept bringing the stones home. I was happy enough with that explaination untill I was about 12. Then I asked him, how does he count the stones at the very bottom. He still reminds me of this whenever we're at the beach!
As a child, I thought Belle and the Beast from Beauty and the Beast used to live at the Lawrence University Memorial Chapel. Everytime I pass it, I still joke about Belle living there.
In the late 70's/early 80's, there was a restaurant chain called "The Big Yellow House". It was a big two-story buliding, shaped like, well, a big yellow house.
They were all built exactly the same, and in each of them, the restroom (the mens', at least) had this little door in the wall, maybe 3 feet tall. It was probably some sort of storage area or something, but I imagined that it was some sort of secret passage that led to a magical world. I always tried the knob whenever I went in there, but alas, it was always locked.
When I was young, we were never able to talk when driving past a corn field. (A prank started by my parents). They would say, "Quiet, the corn is listening!", because of all the ears. To this day, I still get quite when passing a corn field.
I used to believe that block partys were called black parties because the street is black. So when i was real young i woke up and couldnt find my parents. They were outside. I called 911and told them my parents went to some black party and never returned. Everyone got kick out of that.
When my brother and I were small, my family often took car trips along a highway that went past a prison surrounded by three curving chain link fences with barbed wire at the top. My brother was kind of a problem child, so when he asked what the prison was, my parents told him it was the "bad boy school" and that he'd have to go there someday if he didn't learn to behave. After thinking seriously about this for a few minutes, my brother declared that if they sent him there, he'd just make sure he was really big when he grew up so he could walk over the fences and escape.
I used to think that when the escalator ends, it is very important to jump over because otherwise it might swallow your legs.
I used to believe that bridges were actually built before the river came. I thought that there were mystics who could predict were the river would flow!
Whenever we drove past the Jack Astor's, I always read the writing under the logo as "Boy & Girl." I thought that maybe Jack was the boy and Astor was the girl and they founded the restaurant together. I never really questioned why Astor was a strange name. A couple of years later, after finding out I was near-sighted and had gotten glasses, we came across the sign again. I could now see that the sign read:
"Bar & Grill"
When I was 5, our small town brought in a new PizzaHut to modernize the place. I had never heard of it before, but after I ate there I told all my friends and family about this amazing 'Pizza Hot' restaurant. My parents kept telling me it was in fact called 'PizzaHut', not 'Pizza Hot'. I always got mad at them because it only made sense that pizza was served 'hot'. It didn't make any sense the other way. Whenever we'd eat there I would silently stew about how my parents didn't know anything about pizza. I was convinced that I must be smarter than them.
It was only until after I learned to spell that year that I found out otherwise.
Years ago at Disney World they had the ride 20,000 leagues under the sea. I believed that the octupus that was surrounding the sub was real. I only went on that one time! I was so tramatized to think that my parents would risk danger like that!!!!!!
When I was a kid, about 5 years old, my dad and older brother thought it was funny to tell me that oil pumpers (the kind you see in Texas and Oklahoma) were actually monsters that pumped oil from the ground. Because they make this funny "heart beat" noise when they pump, I was deathly afraid of them, and would hide whenever we drove by.
My mom got mad at my dad about it, and so my dad and my brother thought they could cure me by driving right up next to one and parking there for a bit. They were rolling laughing at how much I was screaming and crying, which made me so mad that I forgot about the pumper! To this day, it still freaks me out to hear that sound (or the sound of a heart-beat).