Journalist, Author & Syndicated Columnist
I was looking through some old photos, and I found this picture. My husband was testing a waterproof camera and got this shot of our son (then two-years old) playing in one of the pools at the Kalahari Waterpark in the Wisconsin Dells. I ending up writing about the trip for the New York Post. This photo didn’t make it in. So, here it is.
Way back before I was married and had a baby, a New York friend asked me why anyone would want to go to the Wisconsin Dells. Oh, I don’t know, because it’s awesome? Say what you will about the Dells being a cliché or a haven for the overfed. I don’t care. When it’s cold and rainy out everywhere else, nothing beats spending the weekend at a warm waterpark.
Though spring hasn’t quite found its way to the Midwest just yet, it’s balmy here. Step into the 58,000-square-foot indoor waterpark–the largest in America–and the temperature rises to 87 degrees. It’s two degrees cooler in the water.