Provo Beach Resort not only has Blue Bell ice cream, a ropes course, an indoor surf arena, and a miniature croquet course (a 'unique' take on mini golf), but it's also the scene of the crime. What crime, you ask? The one where I scored the jackpot in an arcade-carnival-ish game. I've never seen so many tickets come out of one of those machines while I was standing right in front of it!! And just in case you don't believe me, here is one of the evidence photos taken at the scene of said crime.
As fun as it was to wear the lengths of tickets and make everybody else jealous, I cashed them in for a rubber ducky to "make [my] bath time so much fun", a mood ring to better interpret my emotions (heaven knows I could use a little...or a lot...of that), and some temporary tattoos. If you think this looks sketchy, you should have seen the goldfish on my date's bicep. Totally thug.
