I went upstairs looking for the cat and found something that kept me occupied for a good hour. I used to play with these things for hours on end when I was a kid. We had a Holiday Inn, a McDonalds, a campground, a farm, a playground, and some Sesame Street stuff. The only thing I didn’t have that I really wanted was the Fisher Price Castle.
Anyway, let’s look in on the folks still living in the Holiday Inn, shall we? We have to travel through a scary forest first.
Apparently, I’m so scared, I can’t hold the camera still. And I think there used to be an eagle that went where the owl is because the owl lived in a tree (not pictured). I also have vague memories of a baby bear.
Here we are at the Holiday Inn! The blur is for artistic effect!
Let’s pull up in our snazzy car and see what’s swinging!
Here are the twins with their dad, who worked at McDonalds. Whew, times were tough during the 70s–a grown man with twin girls having to work at McDonald’s. Good thing his partner has some kind of office job.
This is what I appreciate about the square people. Even though they have to climb into the toilet in order to use it, they still can manage a smile. I ask you, when was the last time you saw someone this happy to be taking a poop? (P.S. You can tell he met our McDonald’s dude at McDonald’s because he has that weird shaped chin so that he can hold the tray.)
Upstairs, the blonde women seem to be having some kind of family reunion. You can tell that the circle blondes are hard for the square blondes to get along with because one of the square blondes is already in bed and another one seems to be trying to drown herself in the bathtub. The one remaining square blonde is a little alarmed at how plastic surgery seems to have given all the circle blondes the exact same face.
Mr. Hooper and the baby have just arrived to check in. Sadly, there is no one behind the desk.
I’m not saying that the playperson Holiday Inn has a race problem, but you’ll notice that the one non-white playperson seems to be in charge of both construction and room service.
Well, that’s all from the playperson Holiday Inn. I hope you’ve enjoyed this trip down memory lane as much as I have.