Not being from around these parts, riding the Pink Pig is about as foreign to me as cooking collards used to be - but just like I love collard greens now, I guess I'll soon love the Pink Pig too! On our way through Buckhead today, we thought the tot-some would have a squealing good time and took our first spin on the Pig. We picked up Uncle Bob and headed over to Lenox. First we had to wait in line for almost 30 minutes for the OPPORTUNITY to purchase pig tix. The kids were soon entertained by a light up square on the floor and Madi took the opportunity to show the mall she thinks she can dance but unfortunately no talent scouts agreed. After getting our tickets, we waited in another line, our stroller now banned, for another 30-40 minutes thankfully escaping the Pig filled gift shop with no take-home pork. With the vintage pig cage that once flew over the toy section at downtown Riches now retired for a safer train on a grounded track, we boarded - me and the Mad in the front car and William and Uncle Bob behind us. As they strapped us in for the ride of our lives, William started to cry - would this be wee wee wee all the way I wondered - but tears soon disappeared as the pig made it's way around the track. It was kinda like a scaled down version of Disney's It's a Small World - only full of pigs! Our 2 minute ride over. The hour wait behind us. We'll be back again next year - or when pigs really do fly if I had the final word!
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