Mini Golf

Not the most accessible activity by a long shot.  Lucky for me I have a great family and some awesome friends that can hoist my crippy butt through the course.  The accessible course had stairs.  Stairs…. let that sink in for a minute.  Done? OK good.

I had a blast though.  I even came in second right behind my buddy Richard, and my Pop was in the best mood I’ve seen him in in a long time.  

I think its funny just how unaware people are about how accessible the world is not.  When a place of business thinks stairs are accessible for people in wheelchairs you might think that the person who put up that sign is a french fry short of a happy meal, but you’d be wrong.  That guy is the norm not the exception.  To people who get it, i.e. people who have been made familiar with the needs of disabled peoples of one sort or another, it all seems like a no brainer that the course is not accessible. For people who just have old grand parents that have a parking placard, a wider mini golf course is now deemed accessible.  It’s a cognative bias that can only be over come by exposure.

That’s what these blogs are for. =) I see you out there cripple boggers! I read you, I’m routing for you, and I like your style.

Until next time Happy blogging!