No tickee, no ridee

Today I went to Knott's Berry Farm on a field trip with Eloise… She's just the right age to dig Camp Snoopy, which was cool. It's been a while since I've been the theme park–now marketed as America's first–and it's interesting how the new coasters are woven into each other since there isn't much space. Unlike Disneyland, they don't hide the construction so you can see tools, girders, and lumber all over the place around as you go on rides. With all the change, I was surprised to see some things linger–like the Chinese laundry in ghost town. Check out the old dude's eyes, and what's up with the sign? Buena Park is full of Korean restaurants now, but that's totally the sort of Oriental images I grew up with behind the Orange Curtain in the '70s and '80s.