Q Is for . . .

. . . Quirky tourist attractions. The smaller and weirder and grungier, the better! The pic above was taken at Trees of Mystery , in the heart of the redwoods in Klamath, California. And oh yeah, Paul Bunyan talks: to me he said, "Hey there, little lady," in an Elvis-type of voice.
Ginormous talking lumberjacks not your thing? How about the Oregon Vortex and House of Mystery (there seems to be a mysterious thing going on here). I have to say, it was weird--I don't get it! Ooh, spooky . . .
There's no mystery here: it's quite simply "The World's Largest Wood Building."
We go from very large to very small (and a wee bit disturbing, quite frankly) at the Enchanted Forest in Salem, Oregon. Doesn't Little Miss Muffet look a wee bit disheveled (and short legged)? This little attractions is home of one the most amazing displays we've ever seen: the Dancing Fountains, l ocated more or less in the snack bar, were basically synchronized lawn sprinklers with colored lights shining on them in time to music. It was marvelous! No, really, you've got to love and appreciate such things . . .
And let's end this quirky travelogue with Zig Zag Zoo, one man's fantasy land of, um stuff, set up in his front yard near Newport, Oregon. Toilet seats are a favorite material--and really, why not?

B. and I actively look for these sorts of things (this was an entire vacation built around them, actually), and we always remind each other to "be reverent": that is, one must always respect the vision/obsession/madness of the folks who create these magical places. (A small giggle is allowed!)