In northern New Jersey, there is this a magical place called "Space Farms"...

...and at Space Farms you can climb up sixteen stairs and lightly pat the head of "Goliath," the largest brown bear that ever lived.

You can eat the most delightful vanilla ice cream cone you have ever tasted with chocolate and rainbow sprinkles and put your nose up against the snake cage where they hiss at you for being so close.

If that is not enough you can drag your fingers over the dusty bumper of a Motel T Ford. Black of course.

And there are antique grandfather clocks dinging their dings so randomly.

And tons of arrowheads...

Sometimes there are donkeys and emus. In the same pen!

I really wish that I was there right now.