It’s a game Ted and I invented for whenever we drive out to where the Amish live to buy plants for the garden (like the time I introduced Ted to Intercourse). The idea is like those old-school car trip Bingo cards, and it was born out of the following discussion:
Ted: Come see an authentic Amish working farm? Like a theme park attraction?
Me: Yep, people make a vacation out of it.
Ted: Out of what? It’s all Amish people, farms and outlet malls.
Ted: What am I missing? I mean the view is pretty and all.
Me: Nothing. I don’t get it either. People come out here to watch the Amish people doing their Amish stuff, kind of like going to the zoo. We should totally make up an Amish Bingo card. I bet the authentic Amish Farm gift shop would sell them.
Ted: With ideas like these, how can we not get rich and famous?
And then, we started noting Bingo items. Amish horse & buggy, Amish horse & buddy rides, Amish horse & plow, horse shit in the road, Amish on a bike, Amish on a scooter, Amish laundry line, Amish Smorgasbord, Amish Souvenir Shop, Amish furniture, Amish hex signs, Amish barn raising, disappointing Amish with electricity, Dutch Wonderland. You can see how all of this warrants a weekend away right?
The two best were…
Seriously. The Amish love them some volleyball. Who knew?
*Note: No Amish were harmed in the making of this blog post. The Volleyball Tournament picture was lifted from the interwebs. We don’t take pictures of people without their permission. Or, we don’t take them and put them on our public blog. We may or may not take them and make fun of them on Facebook.
In unrelated news, it is the youngest spawn’s 13th birthday today. They really do grow up THAT fast.