Want to find something to do this Labor Day weekend? For those of you in the Southern California area, Knott’s Berry Farm, home to the beloved Snoopy and his Peanuts gang, will be hosting the 3rd Annual Vurtego World Championships of Pogo Sticking.

Twenty expert pogo stickers will showcase their talent and skills in a multi-event competition, which takes place on Monday, Sept. 1. Events will include the Free Ride, the High Jump and the challenging Obstacle Course. Guests to the park will have a chance to watch some of the most talented pogo stickers in North America, several of whom have been featured on television shows such as The Tonight Show with Jay Leno, America’s Got Talent, Late Show with David Letterman and The Today Show.

Over the past few years, pogo sticks have evolved from childhood toys to innovative, action sport equipment. The new technology has help to elevate the sport from mere child’s play to a hard-core, high-bouncing sport. The use of lightweight air springs helps propel athletes as high as 8 feet into the air. These technological improvements also mean that these daredevils can do some impressive flips and tricks, like jumping over cars! “This is really a brand new sport that’s really as urban as it gets. It will be fun to watch it grow,” says Brian Spencer, founder of Vurtego Pogo Sticks, which will be sponsoring the event, and host of Planet X, a nationally syndicated action sports TV show.

The event begins at 11 a.m. in Calico Square in the Ghost Town area of Knott’s Berry Farm. Audience members will also have a chance to participate in some pogo stick competitions and have the opportunity to win prizes.

Entrance to the competition is included with park admission. To purchase tickets or learn more about Knott’s Berry Farm, visit knotts.com.

If you’re an eco-geek and a beer-aficionado, Portland, Ore., may just be your vacation paradise; there are more than two dozen microbreweries within the city limits. If you’re visiting the City of Roses, be sure to explore the local brew scene. EcoTours of Oregon offers Portland’s Microbreweries Tour, where a designated driver/brew guide will take you around to at least three breweries, and you’ll learn about brewing history and how beer is made.

Some brewery stops may include Widmer Gasthaus, Portland Brewing Company, Old Market Brewery or Lucky Labrador. The tour costs $45 and includes door-to-door transportation and all food (unless you prefer one of the special meals offered at the various brewery locations; additional costs average about $12 per person). The tour is scheduled from 6 to 10:30 p.m. throughout the year. Call 888-TOURS-33 or go to www.ecotours-of-oregon.com.

For more eco-activities in Portland, check out our Pedal Power: Biking Portland article in this week’s Branson issue, where you can explore this pretty city without ever needing a car.

EcoTours of Oregon also offers a variety of other exciting eco-adventure tours in Oregon and southern Washington, including a Mount St. Helens volcano tour, a Native American cultural tour and a whale watching tour along the central Oregon Coast.

A few weeks ago I had the pleasure of meeting an impressive young woman at the BlogHer conference in San Francisco—Vanessa Van Petten. She’s smart and savvy, wrote her first book while still in high school, has lived in China, started an online company and is in the process of developing a television series. She’s just 22.

Her area of expertise? Teenagers.

With her site OnTeensToday.com, Vanessa’s goal is to provide content, written by both teens and adults, which can be used to help strengthen the relationship between parents and their children. She’s anti drugs and alcohol and all about communications.

Topics cover a wide variety of issues, including relationships, online usage, teaching teens manners, health, college and, yes, family travel. (Vanessa has included our recent 10 Teen Vacation-Saving Strategies article in her most recent newsletter.)

So check out her site, as well as her book, You’re Grounded, which she wrote when just 17 after interviewing more than 700 teenagers, giving parents insight into what teens think. Even though I’m not a parent of teenagers, I’ve found some of the topics fascinating.

Whenever you travel to a new destination—especially, it seems, major cities—you need to be aware of the tricks that local scammers pull on unsuspecting first-time visitors. New York has its Three-Card Monte and shell games; Bangkok’s tuk tuk drivers might ignore your wishes, taking you instead to their preferred hotels or jewelry and silk shops where the owners pay them for each tourist they bring in; Beijing has its art students.

Con Artists

If you are an obvious tourist in Beijing, it is nearly inevitable you will be approached by someone who claims to be an art student. They will tell you about a special one-day only exhibit of their work, or will offer to take you to their studio where they can be had for a special price—just for you. In reality, instead of discovering the next Chinese Picasso, you will be subjected to mediocre to downright awful paintings and sketches, then pressured to make a purchase at exorbitant prices. Tiananmen Square is a popular place for these scams.

I knew about this con heading to Beijing, and on my first day out and about on my own, I asked someone for directions at a busy business intersection nowhere near Tiananmen, and after pointing me down the right path, he proceeded to tell me he taught calligraphy on the side and would I care to see his and his students works that he keeps in his nearby office.

I’ve learned during my travels that not all scams need turn out negatively—if you’re careful. Having spent the past 25 years living in major metropolitan areas, I have a pretty well developed sense of con (though that doesn’t mean I’ve never been taken, cause I have). However, if you’re aware of the deal, it isn’t obviously dangerous and you can stay firm regarding not purchasing too much, it can be an adventure.

So I agreed to go to this dude’s office. His name was Victor. We went up to what looked like an insurance company office where in the conference room he had a box filled with silk sketches, pastels, paintings, etc. Pretty scenes of rural China, rivers and mountains, cats. You get the picture.

Victor’s spiel went from no cost to “I’ll make a special deal for you. Cheaper than in the stores.” Well, yes, that would be true, I realized, after hitting a couple of the markets where tourist souvenirs are so grossly overpriced that you need to have bargaining skills of steel to get the cost down to anything remotely close to fair.

So after starting out at his initial offer of 250 RMB for one piece, he dropped it to 150, then 100, and I eventually got two landscape panels (by one of his students) and one of his humorous sketches for 100 RMB total, about $15. It was of a man with a large belly who stood with his mouth open to the sky. Victor told me that it represented a government official, good only for eating and getting fat. That story alone sold me.

I’m sure I still overpaid, but the experience was worth it.

Hutong Abduction

My last night in Beijing, I was approached by a young woman (named Hope) who wanted to give me a tour of one of the city’s old hutong neighborhood, including a visit to a traditional home, for free. Nothing is free, I said. What was the catch? No catch, I was assured by her manager at the tour office. It was the end of the day and they just wanted to share Beijing culture. Hmmm…

Again, curiosity got the better of me, so I climbed into the rickshaw. (I also desperately needed to give my sore feet a rest.) We drove around the alleyways while Hope gave me cultural insights: the number of beams above a doorway corresponded to a family’s prestige, doorways have raised bottoms so it’s harder for husbands to sneak out and so on. We turned down narrower and narrower alleyways, no one was out on the street, it was getting to be dusk, and I was beginning to smell danger.

I had been making a mental note of our path into the hutong so I could get out of the alleyway maze, and was preparing to run if need be. To my surprise, about a minute later we made a turn and were in front of a busy home where people were running around, some with large blocks of ice.

I was told to wait a few minutes while Hope made sure it was okay for me to come in. The driver tried to insist I leave my backpack on his seat since it was so heavy, but I kept it firmly secured on my shoulders. The “home” turned out to be a restaurant where SAS, the Scandinavian airline, was hosting a private dinner. The company’s chairman hoped to secure more routes to China, at least that’s what the Swedish chef told me, whom I ended up talking to for about 10 minutes while waiting for my “tour.”

Suddenly I’m pulled to the side of the courtyard—hutong homes are four buildings that form a square and face a shared courtyard: parents stay in the north home, daughters in the west, sons in the east, servants in the south—and the next thing I know a reporter for CCTV, China’s official television station, puts a microphone in front of me and a cameraman positions me for an interview.

What?!

Turns out CCTV was covering the dinner, but for whatever reason wanted or needed a token Westerner perspective on the city. Hope’s job had been to find someone appropriate. They didn’t want to know my name, where I was from or what I did for a living. Only what I liked about Beijing. Ah, the catch.

On the way out, the large ice chunks had been turned into a sculpture of an SAS jet. Hope was fascinated by the piece and wanted a picture of her touching the cold mass.

In the end, she asked just that I give a donation to the driver, which I gladly handed over, and that I e-mail the picture of the ice sculpture. I agreed, and walked away smiling and shaking my head.

This—the unexpected— is why I travel.

The Transportation Security Administration (TSA) has announced that beginning Aug. 16, passengers will now be let through checkpoints without having to take their laptops out of their bags, if the bags conform to new standards that are “checkpoint friendly.” Does this mean you should get a new laptop bag to save screening time? It depends on what kind of bag you have now.

According to the TSA[ Web site|http://www.tsa.gov/press/happenings/simplifying_laptop_bag_procedures.shtm], if you have a laptop bag that will provide “a clear and unobstructed image of the laptop when undergoing X-ray screening,” you should be good to go. Approved bag styles are listed (with illustrations) on the site. The intent is to avoid anything getting in the way of a clear scan of your computer.

I used to carry my laptop in one of the approved styles—a simple sleeve that I’d pop in my larger bag with everything else. But when I came to checkpoints, I was still asked to pull the laptop out of the sleeve that I’d placed in the plastic tub. The TSA says that even though you may carry one of these bags, you still may have to haul your laptop out of them for screening. So unless you’re using this opportunity to buy a new bag in order to pack smarter, you should probably save your money. I’d rather have an effective bag that’s easy to carry and store my stuff safely in, than save five seconds at a checkpoint.

One of my favorite things about attending the Olympics so far is being able to see for the first time different types of sports competitions. Like beach volleyball.

I had absolutely no idea what to expect. A coworker had told me there would be bikini-clad cheerleaders. I thought he was kidding. Turns out, the beach babes are a mere fraction of the action.

The Set Up

Beach volleyball play is similar to regular volleyball—first side to reach 21 wins the game; two games needed to win the match. But the trick is there are only two players per team. And it’s played on sand. It’s also a sport that doesn’t take itself too seriously, I imagine due to the nature of the destination where it’s most popular: Southern California.

After having spent the day watching tennis matches where anyone in the crowd who yelled a single “Let’s go China,” during play was told to pipe down, I found myself in an arena where not only was the crowd encouraged to cheer, but also loud dance music played regularly; an emcee led the packed audience in chants and the wave; Fuwa characters, those Olympic mascots I wrote about in an earlier post, danced around the sand; and those bikini-clad cheerleaders—their dance breaks were called “technical time outs.”

Action in the Seats

The crowd too was rowdy (and pretty drunk) and nearly as interesting to watch as the competitions taking place on the court. Many dressed up in costumes, including superhero characters, or wore their country’s flag draped around them as a toga; large contingents of fans wore matching outfits (including those large, multicolored, jester-type hats you used to see along places like St. Mark’s Place in New York for some reason) and sat together as a block and yelled their own team chants; people were getting up and dancing in the stands. The party atmosphere continued throughout the evening’s six matches, which started at 6 p.m. and lasted until midnight.

Solid Bodies

But that doesn’t mean beach volleyball’s competitors aren’t serious athletes. Those men and women are in incredible shape, and they work their butts off during matches. (I put them right up there with swimmers and cyclists as having some of the best looking athletic bodies around.) We happily watched the U.S. women’s team win and the men’s team from Japan, whose (hot) players were always smiling and entertaining with their exaggerated facial expressions and body movements. China won too, and the place went wild.

Getting Buggy

Only downside of the evening? Bugs. During the fourth match beetles seemed to fall out of the sky and land on us and others around us. Black beetles, about an inch long. Scared the **** out of me when one plopped on my shoulder. Then there was a praying mantus flitting around as if looking to make a sequel to Pans Labyrinth.

All in all, this ticket cost the least of the games but was by far the most entertaining. However rather than sit through a second session the next night, which we had tickets for, we opted instead to sell them and splurge on tickets to the swimming events at the Water Cube. Didn’t want to risk having too much fun two nights in a row...

I experienced my first “blue sky day” yesterday, which coincided with my first Olympics events.

A blue sky day refers to the air quality of Beijing and other major Chinese cities. The country’s Blue Sky program measures sulfur dioxide, nitrogen dioxide and airborne particulate matter known as PM10. Pollutants are measured on a scale of 1 to 500, with 500 considered the worst score. Any rating below 101 meets national air quality standards and is considered a “Blue Sky day.” Of course, there is some controversy http://www.nytimes.com/2008/01/10/world/asia/10china.html over the accuracy of this system.

Anyway, it was nice to finally see wisps of real clouds and a light shade of blue overhead, especially as I headed to the tennis stadium for my first live event of the Games.

Transportation Trauma

We left the apartment at 8:30 a.m. for our 10:30 tickets at the Olympic Tennis Center thinking that would give us plenty of time to get there. Ha! We needed the full two hours.

Turns out the signage for transportation to the various stadiums around Beijing are not exactly clear or the easiest to even find. And you have to go through security between subway transfers and have a ticket to an event before you’re allowed on Line 8, the track that goes to the main Olympic stadiums. But the woman manning the line said for tennis we needed to take a bus.

I swear if I didn’t have Mandarin-speaking Maggie with me, it would have taken even longer to figure out how find the correct bus to get to the center. Even after we got on the right bus, she had to ask a Chinese passenger what stop we needed because even though the taped announcement says, in English, “The next stop is,” a different voice says the name of the stop in fast Chinese, which even Maggie had trouble understanding.

(Of course, we could have taken a taxi, but we’re former New Yorkers and prefer not to rely on them, except late at night. Plus, they’re not the easiest to find right now because a) demand is sky high and b) some drivers have been refusing to pick up Westerners because of their fear of not being able to communicate.)

Match Point

But we did make it and what a day it was!

Tennis is my favorite sport, so I was beyond excited. We had center court seats and even though they were near the top, they were not bad at all because the stadium isn’t that large. Much better than the seats I usually get for the U.S. Open. Only a little more than half the seats were filled though, which I found a bit surprising.

Center Court Competition

First match was Peng Shuai (China) vs. Alize Cornet (France). Cornet won, but Peng made some good attempts to try to stay in the match. Next up was Venus Williams vs. Iveta Benesova from the Czech Republic. Venus pretty much blew her away in the first set, 6-1, but Benesova rallied to win a few games the second set to make the match (6-4) last a little longer.

Court 1 Excitement

I felt a bad for Venus though as about half of the half-filled stadium emptied out after Peng’s match. (This meant though that I could move up closer to the action.) The Chinese spectators moved over to Court 1 to watch their other countrywoman, Zheng Jie, play Nuria Llangostera-Vives from Spain, which we did as well after Venus’s win. (Grounds courts are open seating so we managed to snag fourth row courtside seats(!) though this meant we were directly in the hot, hot sun.)

This match was the best of the day. I was thrilled to see Zheng play—she’s ranked just 36 but made it to the semifinals at Wimbledon this year, and had donated all her winnings (after the Chinese government took its cut) to the relief efforts of the Sichuan earthquake victims. She’s been rebounding this year after a slow 2007 season due to injuries.

The players were equals and each game was close. The first match went into tiebreak, with Llangostera-Vives winning. Second set was Zheng’s, 6-1, but the score is deceiving as many games went to deuce. Third set, Zheng took an early lead, but Langostera-Vives rallied back to tie it 3-3.

The crowd went wild. Consistently had to be reprimanded for yelling during play. They chanted Zheng Jie, jia you, Zheng Jie, jia you (pronounced like jai yo, rhymes with hi ho), which means “let’s go!” Zheng eventually won the match 6-4. The place erupted.

On my way out I caught the end of the Keifer (Germany)/Anderson (Russia) match. Keifer won. But nothing beat the great tennis played on Court 1. That alone was worth the price of the admission ticket. It was a blue sky day indeed.

Next up: Beach Volleyball

In addition to the vast array of articles on Beijing and China on our homepage the past 10 days, TravelMuse has added a special Guide to the 2008 Olympics in Beijing supplement. You can click on the link on the homepage, or from here. Learn Olympic factoids while you read about where to eat and what to see while in Beijing.

Tweets on Twitter

All the kids are doing it, so why not TravelMuse?

Not only will I be tracking my travels through the Middle Kingdom here at TravelMusings, but I’ll also be posting snippets of commentary on a regular basis over at Twitter, under the name TravelMuse. We’ve just signed on and need to build up our audience of followers. Come on and tweet with us!

The Sports Connection

One of our Beijing writers, Maggie Rauch, is the founding editor of ChinaSportsToday.com, a new Web site dedicated to the sports scene in China for English-speakers. She also participated in an ESPN roundtable last week, and you can read the article about what she and other notable journalists had to say about how the Games will impact Beijing at ESPN.com. Maggie also is included in a piece in the[ Seattle Times|http://seattletimes.nwsource.com/html/stevekelley/2008097111_kelley07.html] about youth sports in China.

Been having a bit of difficulty getting our blog software to work through my connection here, so though this is my first post, it actually was written a couple days ago. Also, I apologize in advance for the size of the images—can't figure out how to get them to upload as the smaller sizes I thought I had saved them to...

Upon arrival at the beautiful new terminal at Beijing airport, we were greeted by costumed Fuwa characters (dolls of blessing), the five cartoon figures that are the official mascots for the Beijing Games, one for each ring of the Olympic symbol. They are named for prosperity, happiness, passion, health and good fortune.

I’m not prone to appreciating cuteness, but couldn’t help but smile at the figures, especially since so many passengers, particularly the kids on my flight (there were many), ran to get their pictures taken with the characters.

Transport

Express Train

If you’re traveling solo, the easiest way to get to the heart of Beijing is to take the Express Train. For 25 RMB (roughly $3.75), you’re just one or two stops from the city center and transfer to the Beijing subway system. The train is new and the cars are state-of-the-art with electronic signage in Mandarin and English, air conditioning and smooth, smooth rails.

Subway

The subway system is super easy to use, clean and safe. New required bag checks, using x-ray machines similar to those found at airports, began a few weeks ago. And security cameras are everywhere. Three new lines opened just a few weeks ago, one of which is the line I use (Line 10) for the apartment I’m staying in. Each ride costs 2 RMB ($0.30).

China has stationed Olympic helpers on each train, if not every car, and throughout each station, so if you have any questions, someone who knows English is there to help. There also are groups of official Olympic helpers stationed throughout the city on streets. They sit in groups of three or four and wear official t-shirts and arm bands. They’re located not just in the main tourist areas but also throughout the city, even in random residential areas where there doesn’t seem to be much foreign foot traffic.

Taxis

So far all the taxi rides I’ve taken have been with my friend Maggie, who speaks Mandarin, so I haven’t had to try to give directions yet. The rides are cheap: The most we’ve paid for a fare has been about $7 or $8 for a cross town jaunt. Will have to try a solo trip soon and let you know how it goes…

Air Quality

No doubt about it, the air is thick and hazy. Woke with a massive sinus headache day one, but day two am okay. The image here was taken from a rooftop Friday evening, about 30 minutes before sunset.

This shot is as clear as it’s been since I’ve arrived. From what I’ve read and heard, it’s a vast improvement over conditions four or five years ago. Yikes! The funky shaped building in the picture is the CCTV (China Central Television) headquarters.

Energy of the People

What’s been really terrific is the overall excitement and energy in the city for the Games. The nation as a whole is extremely proud and happy to be the host of the 2008 Olympics, and it shows just about everywhere. Those volunteer info guides I mentioned earlier? About 10 times the number of people (500,000) needed applied for the available positions (50,000). There are several sites with large screens set up for people who couldn’t get tickets to events to watch the Games. The couple I’ve passed have been packed with locals.

Everyone has been extremely friendly as well, which isn’t a surprise since that was my experience several years ago when I traveled through Southeast Asia for eight months. Asian hospitality is hard to beat. Whether I’ve been walking down a street or sitting on a bench in a park, people will walk by and smile and say ni hao. When trying to order food, buy something in a store or, say, drop a jacket off for dry cleaning, they’re very helpful and so far have understood my travelers sign language, just as I’ve begun to understand theirs.

Will dedicate an entire post to food later in the trip, but for now here's a shot of me enjoying a breakfast treat from a local street stall in South Chauyong, the section of Beijing I’m staying in: re bing (meat and egg cake), with jian bing (pancake, egg, onion, sesame, sauces) on the counter. Tasty!

Okay, am off for a new day of exploring. Next posts will cover my first tourist scam encounter (I knew it was happening and happily played along), peaceful Ritan Park, the hip lounge Bed, Tiananmen Square and watching the men’s basketball game (U.S.-China) in a crowded Beijing sports bar.

On August 5, United Airlines that many of their fare prices for fall flights will be reduced—both domestic and international. However, the terms for these too-good-to-be-true deals are rather restrictive. Quoted fares for both domestic and international travel are one-way, but based on a required roundtrip purchase. The tickets must be purchased by August 8 (so you still have a day!) for roundtrip flights beginning August 19, and completed by November 20, 2008. Lowest fares for domestic travel are only good for flights on Tuesday, Wednesday and Saturday.

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Low prices for international flights are only available for travel Monday through Thursday on select off-peak days and travel periods vary by destination.

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$250 - Washington (Dulles)-Frankfurt

I love adventure travel. And my favorite trips are those that include my family. Together, we’ve hiked through jungles, rafted wild rivers and skied the steeps.

But lately, I have been thinking about and discussing with friends and family, the delicate balance we seek when managing risk, fear, preparation, wisdom, loss, knowledge and exploration. Perhaps our formula is different when the situation involves our children. Perhaps not.

In the process I was reminded of an experience shared with my sons, Alex and Ted, during and soon after a trip to the Peruvian Amazon.

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I saw sadness streaked across her face. Then our guide told us the story and I understood.

We had come to her home on the secluded banks of the Peruvian Amazon to search for the elusive poison dart frog in the adjacent jungle. The woman before me, her husband and four children cooked, dined and slept beneath a thatched roof covering a raised platform. There were no walls.

No doubt they received a small fee from our guide's lodge to allow us to slide our canoes on to their riverside beach and to welcome us for a short visit in their home.

But it was not our presence that veiled her eyes. It was this: A few weeks prior, the couple’s oldest son was sent 100 yards down to the river to collect water for their cooking. He did not return. Soon they went searching for him and discovered he had been struck by the deadly fer-de-lance snake. This creature, deeply feared by the river people, is sometimes called the “three step snake” - so deadly you can only walk three steps after its bite.

The family had no way to get their son to modern medical treatment. The local shaman was called, but the boy did not survive.

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With this story thickening the already hot and humid air, we wandered into the jungle and located many small colorful frogs. We were told their poison is still applied to the tips of darts used for hunting within the region. We then returned on the path crossing near the family’s home, climbed into our canoes and paddled back to our home base.

During our stay at the jungle lodge my sons and their friends were asked to join the local villagers in their soccer matches. The games took place at sunset, and I felt compelled to warn my sons not to venture into the jungle for the ball. We were told this was prime time for the deadly snakes to hunt. With the mother’s pained expression still haunting me, I studied the natural floor during our jungle hikes, determined to spot the mottled skin of the exotic, mysterious snake.

Soon, after fishing for piranha, visiting a native village and zip lining through the canopy, we returned home.

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Within weeks after our return to our Scottsdale, Ariz., home, we were enjoying a lazy Sunday afternoon. Teddy was watching a movie in the study. I was finishing some work at my desk. As my husband walked toward the hall powder room, he stopped to chat with me for just a moment. Fortunately, as he spoke, he put his hand on the door, moving it in slowly. In doing so, a loud noise erupted. Was it a water pipe? Some sort of electrical malfunction?

No. It was the rapid tail movement of an angry diamondback rattlesnake. Stunned, we realized that the rattler had done his part. He had warned us with a surprisingly vigorous alarm, one designed to be heard in the desert. It now echoed strangely off thick, slate floors.

My husband and son wisely stuffed towels under the bathroom door so the snake would not disappear into the house. I called the fire department.

The firefighters arrived quickly, amazed that the snake had slithered into our home. Using their cleverly designed extraction tool, they removed the diamondback to the natural desert beyond our patio.

Later, we discussed how easy it would have been to have an unpleasant encounter with the poisonous rattler as he meandered within a few feet of each of us.

And we spoke of our rigorous planning and preparation and concern for safety in some of the wild places we had explored ... and how ironic it was that our closest call came within the “safety” of our own home.

Silver Dollar City, one of Branson, Missouri’s most popular family destinations, is in the midst of celebrating its biggest Kids Fest ever. The family adventure theme park has been celebrating all things kids all summer long with special shows, contests and more, but the fest ends August 10.

This year come see “The Magic of Peter Gossamer,” one of the world’s greatest illusionists, the all-new Ice Circus and every young child’s favorite, “VeggieTales Presents: The Invention of Silliness.” At the Ice Circus, prepare to blow your mind as a performer manages to solve a Rubik’s Cube on the ice while juggling! Now that’s multi-tasking.

For crafty children, the folks of Kid Concoctions will be on hand to show children that learning is fun through some great hands-on activities. Kids will learn things like the secret recipe for Gooey Gunk and how to make volcanoes (I’m sure moms everywhere will be thrilled!).

On top of all of this, Silver Dollar City has more than 30 rides and attractions, including 10 family rides. Don’t miss the World’s Largest Treehouse at Geyser Gulch, a great place to stay cool while visiting the park.

Hurry to Silver Dollar City before all of the family-fun is over! Also, don’t forget to stay tuned to TravelMuse in the middle of August when Branson will be our featured destination.