Ozark Vacation: Silver Dollar City

My wife and children returned a day and a half ago, tired and jet-lagged but healthy and here. Sun-Ae brought along some belated photographs for me to blog on. Today's photo batch comes to you via Seoul, South Korea from Branson, Missouri's tourist trap, the world-famous Silver Dollar City. You see some of my hillbilly kinfolk below:


From left to right are my niece Crystal (John's daughter) holding her baby Brianna, my older brother Pat behind them, Pat's wife Ann, my son En-Uk, my wife Sun-Ae, and my daughter Sa-Rah. I don't know who's snapping this shot of the hillbilly kin as they prepare to lose their way along the mean streets of Silver Dollar City's urban jungle.


We see in the above action shot that they are quickly losing their wayward way as the bright lights of the city catch their ingenuous country eyes, for they have already turned their gazes away from me and toward the tempting Big Apple of the Ozarks!


Sadly, we see above that some of them have been drug off to get high as a kite! Little do they realize that they're not waving . . . they're drowning.


Now coming down from their high, as we see above, they encounter muggers even more desperate for an upper, and their waving becomes hopeless hands raised in anxious fear!


Here above, we see just how hard coming down can be, especially if you've also just been mugged, have lost your family, have no more money for food, and can only sit on the steps of some restaurant and helplessly beg.


But as begging is against the law, the loitering pair are taken to the iron-clad building that serves as Silver Dollar City's jailhouse. Being that theirs was a first offense, they are merely fined and released, to their immense and obvious joy, as we see above.


Freed after their 'fine' time, the intrepid pair return to the restaurant steps, where they study their map on how to get back out of the urban crime maze. Quite how they succeeded, we shall never know, but succeed they did, for they somehow located their displaced kin, led them all to safety beyond the city limits, and have since returned with their mother to South Korea.

From where they all three now hollar out, "Thanks to all our hillbilly kith and kin for a bodacious time in the Ozarks!"