Sunday, November 17, 2013
Most certainly a time warp. There it all was....my teenage years....right there at Ebey Bowl! The stools you can spin, the Coca Cola images everywhere, the sound of bowling balls being lofted onto the lanes by exuberant but less than skilled tween bowlers. That unmistakable "crack" sound when the ball miraculously hits a pin or two. The rows of colorful bowling balls and the bins of bowling shoes. The only thing missing was the sight of the pin setters legs dangling down behind the pins. It was SO good to be back with the WISKers after being gone for what felt like months, but in fact was only about 6 weeks. Great venue. I loved sketching at Ebey Bowl!