Someday they'll get tired of the Boardwalk, right? I hope so. In the meantime, we can't drive near SC without heading over the trestle. Even now in January, there are still a few rides open. Zoe took a turn on the large, 1918 carousel which is complete with brass rings and a taunting clown mouth in which to fling it. She couldn't quite reach the rings, but the staffer kept loading her up with ammunition to throw.
Julian was not interested in such silly rides as the carousel or the flying helicopters, but seemed very interested in the big guns (rollercoasters!)
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