Do you have a favorite place you have visited? Where is it?

Driving back from a meandering fully packed family minivan vacation in Hoosierland a quarter of a century or so ago, the opportunity for a brief spur of the moment stop at this intimidating edifice presented itself.

The land equivalent of a cruise ship parked in hilly idyllic terrain. Little chance of capsizing of getting lost at sea. A throwback to a time when you could idle away a season in one building. Albeit a huge labyrinthine of a structure. Hallways that brought to mind “The Shining”. Long porches with plenty of rocking chairs to contemplate the hills off yonder. Arcade games, pools. bowling alleys, all tucked away in this testament to pleasure pastimes of bygone eras. I could have stayed there for a week or two, and the lads agreed. As #2 son dubbed it, ” Fwench Wick”.

But it was not to be and we never returned.

Visiting the web site It looks like it has undergone more than a few upgrades since then. Twenty five years ago it seemed a bit more rustic and dated than it looks now. But the strong bones seem to have endured. As do I.

Why identify the scene of a long ago brief stop over as a favorite place? Because that’s what came to mind and that’s just the way I am.