Levi and I went on a search for a bowling alley in our area the other day. We found two things...one was that bowling clubs exist. And we're not talking people gather for leagues, we're talking you have to be a member to get in the building. What? The other thing we found was well....a bowling alley....straight out of the late seventies early eighties. I can probably tell you know that no amount of descriptive words would be able to convey what it was really like. We walk in to the sound of a very old and quiet vacuum cleaner. The first thing I saw was a man around the age of 55 or 60 vacuuming the floor around a small Christmas tree sitting on a table. The owner stopped vacuuming long enough to get us a lane. While Levi was paying I walked over to the side to pick out a ball only to walk past the windows to a room where 5 or 6 grey headed women we having a meeting of some sort. As we walked to our lane and put on our shoes we realized what was about to happen. Levi would throw his 16 pound ball down the lane and hit some (probably most of) pins....and this would be the ONLY sound in the whole place. There were no other bowlers and the vacuuming hadn't started up again yet. Well we bowled, one of the meeting ladies opened the restaurant and the owner vacuumed. I couldn't resist taking a few pictures....
notice the wood paneling and what you really can't see is that there is a telephone at every set of lanes....so the babysitter can get a hold of you on league night I'm sure...
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