A few weeks ago, some friends of ours invited us to go to a haunted corn maze. Considering how awesome my first corn maze two years ago outside of Albuquerque was, I was totally in.
Except, things are done Walmart Country style.
The link to the corn maze website (It's a MAZE-ing!) is here, but as I doubt anyone actually clicks on my links, I will instead steal their picture and post it here so you can see how hog-wild these people are for their hogs:
People, the corn maze HAS A PICTURE OF A PIG IN IT. Within an outline of the state of Arkansas! I mean.....wow.
Anyway, we went at night to the "haunted" corn maze. When we got there, we found all kinds of goofy small-town stuff, namely $20 helicopter rides over the maze and some kind of "corn shooter" where you shoot cobs of corn out of a cannon-y type thing toward a target. Unfortunately, I cannot be more specific about this because no one in our party wanted to do it, and I just wanted to watch someone else do it.
We waited in line about 10 minutes before getting into the maze, and once we did, it was....well...walking around in a field of corn expecting some creepy creature to jump out at you. Which is fun, if you like the ambiguity of fear. The first fella who jumped out at us was very friendly after we screaming, as he said something like "You have a nice night now!" as he backed into the corn. My personal favorite was when we reached what looked like a dead end, but someone holding a row of corn then jumped out at is. Sort of the corn-maze version of a false door.
I probably made the mistake of wearing clothing too light in color, because the creepers seemed to like jumping at me in particular, which was mostly fun, but a little scary when a chainsaw was involved.
All in all, though, it was a fun small town adventure, a night that ended up in our sitting in a friend's backyard roasting giant marshmallows over a fire pit and chatting...just what a fall weekend night should be like in a small town.