Recently our family decided to take a quick trip down to the Alabama Gulf Coast. After about four hours in the van, we arrived at our destination, an alligator farm, only to find it closed due to the weather. Needless to say this did not sit well with our 4 year old son who is on an alligator kick and had talked about it for the entire trip or our 8 year old son who was just ready to be somewhere besides the van.
Prior to our trip we had been told that when you get into the town you have got to take the kids to a certain restaurant for supper. So we drove to "the restaurant" with an upset 4 year old still wanting to see alligators and an 8 year old who really just wanted his brother to stop talking about alligators. We arrived at "the restaurant" only to find out that everyone else on vacation in that area had apparently been told they had to eat there too.
It was clear that neither one of the boys, or the 1 year baby girl, were going to survive a 3 hour wait for dinner. So we started looking for somewhere else to go. Amazingly, right across the street, was a Chick-fil-A with an indoor playground. So we headed on over.
About an hour and a half later, the kids were worn out from their time in the play area. My wife and I had had a nice time to sit and talk, while watching our children play, and no one was worried about not seeing the alligators.
The next day we did get to see the alligators and heard about them for the entire ride back home. But, we never got to eat at "the restaurant." I think that some of the people we saw outside it may still be waiting to get in.
The next time we're down that way we may just go straight to the Chick-fil-A, put the kids in the play area, get a window seat, and watch the people across the way stand in line.