After the wonderful Cyclorama presentation and lecture by our very gracious Amish guide I did a once around the Heritage Center gift shop while Tom chatted a little while longer with our guide.
Then we left Behalt and slogged back towards town through the still-falling snow, taking a round-about route to pass some of the outlying touristy spots:
Continuing the trend of tourist-friendliness we'd been experiencing this visit, these young clerks graced us with a smile and the standard "Hi, welcome to (wherever)" as we entered their stores and "'Bye, have a nice day", as we left, perfectly normal and expected verbal gestures that seemed remarkable only when compared to the silent stink-eye cast upon us during our last visit whenever we entered Amish-staffed businesses .
My cherry pie was awesomely perfect though it was accompanied by a boatload of ice cream, which I likewise did not neglect to finish.
As we stood at the counter paying our bill one of the girls in the above photo asked us with a smile if we enjoyed our lunch.
"Ooooh, yes!" I replied.
Then Tom and I waddled from the restaurant to our car like two stuffed geese and returned to the Berlin Resort where we made our way to our room, cranked up the heat, flopped onto the hyper-comfy bed and spent the remainder of the afternoon in a food coma.
A little later we got up and did a few turns around the many hallways since the snow was too deep to walk off our pie around the hotel grounds.
Semi-convinced we might never need to eat again, we let the dinner hour come and go then headed to the hotel movie theater where I had reserved "Nacho Libre" for the 8:00 show.
After breakfast we took a swim and a dip in the hot tub, then it was time to leave the wonderful Berlin Resort and venture back out into the snow.
And so we left Amish country, this time, unlike last time, feeling amicable towards the place and the people and looking forward to our next visit.
Though next time we'll probably skip the pie.