Traveling aged can pose restrictions on active sports and Sunday lurked with nothing to do. Seriously, nothing! Well, fudge, nothing interesting until I remembered a friend mentioned this sport that happens in Portland. Mondo Croquet and Mad Hatter Picnic. Thinking this would be a great spectator sport for an aged person I hopped on a max train humming the tune the white rabbit sang in Alice in Wonderland. “I’m late, I’m late, for a very important date. I run and then I hop, hop, hop, I wish that I could fly, I’m over due, I’m in a rabbit stew…”
Croquet is considered a quiet dignified game, until you add bowling balls and sledge hammers. Then, add hats, mad hats, costumes and laughter. Even the dogs come to the game, English bull dogs of course.
I stayed the course as long as I could before I had to seek my usual haunt, a can. Legs crossed I took one more picture, then humming to myself, “Adieu, a loo…”