Anyhow fast forward 14 years.... C asked if I wanted to go through the Mid-South Corn Maze, I was obviously semi hesitant, but eventually, I said we could go under one condition... we had to go during the day. We arrived at the Corn Maze, bought our tickets and away we went. About 5 minutes into the maze I could hear little kids (yikes!). They were just jabbering and talking with their mom, and few more minutes we caught up to them. I didn't mind the kiddos for approximately 3 more minutes until they began screaming, throwing ears of corn, kicking the dirt and just being unpleasant little beings. That is when "children of corn" began to haunt me in a whole new way. Eventually they when the exact opposite direction of us and the peace was restored!!
|Birds eye view of the maze.|
|C and I in the maze|
|Which way do we go?|
|You can kinda see the original color of my shoes and C's shoes were black.|