So, yeah, ok. I haven't posted in a while. Sorry about that. My excuse is that I've been in bed trying to breath through 6 inches of mucus in my lungs which caused me to miss work for a week. I know, being in bed for a week sounds like the perfect opportunity for me to blog about my slightly creepy obsession with having a zoo full of miniature animals. But listen, I was completely focused on trying not to swallow my own lungs so give me a break. Anyway, here's what's been going on . . .
And then, THEN came the bamboo forest. So, here's what I figured happened to this place. The owners decided to add a little exotic flavor by bringing in some bamboo. But then, slowly, the bamboo started to take over. Then the owners mysteriously disappeared. No doubt the bamboo took over their bodies as evidenced by these partially disintegrated shoes I found. That's my theory anyway.
We also found this old oven. At least, I think it's an oven. Maybe they made pizzas in it. Or maybe there's a much creepier explanation for it which I'll let you use your imaginations for. Hint: psychopathic owners, unsuspecting tourists.
We made our way through the bamboo and came across the only cabin remaining on the grounds. Whoever was living there must have really loved Texas Pete because we found four bottles of it. As we walked the grounds we came full circle to the other side of the main building and realized that the bamboo was so dense that without realizing it we had been standing about five feet from the pool. I'm guessing this was the source of the bamboo, the owner's wanting to creating a "tropical" atmosphere with tiki torches and the like.