
By: Frank Kovalchek
I knew I was back in the US when a neighbour greeted me with ‘Hey travelling girl’ and proceeded to tell me about a new activity he’d taken up – disco bowling. Now, there’s a combination for you. One of the things that’s slowly dawned on me is that the American pursuit of happiness might be better described as the pursuit of fun. No, let me restate that – the pursuit of FUN – because I’m talking about fun in a big way.
Some Americans have rooms in their houses devoted to recreation. We lived in living rooms in the UK, and dined and dining rooms, but I don’t think I ever came across a British rec room. I met an American on my travels and asked her what she missed most about home. ‘Playing’, she said and I knew what she meant. Americans seem to have some kind of special facility for it.

On a trip to Orlando, we once checked ourselves in for a dinner and joust – yep, a real live joust with medieval knights on horses. I use the term ‘medieval’ very loosely though. The 13th century event took place in a 20th century cement block structure, the horses performed to early 19th century Strauss waltzes and the battles were enacted to the theme music of Ben Hur (circa 1957?). The location had me foxed as well. The building was decorated with the names of Spanish towns but the MC spoke in a quasi-British accent and the horses looked like they’d come straight from Vienna to me. And then I realised it was pointless to be troubled by these questions. Nobody else was, and heck, they were irrelevant. I had to be in 21st century America because nobody around me was allowing any historical or geographical facts to get in the way of having a good time.
So all in all, it’s very nice to be back in the US and if anybody wants to invite me disco bowling, I’m ready to play. And if you’d like to combine any other pursuits as well, like glass-blowing-on-roller-blades or karioke-skydiving, I’m prepared to give it a whirl – just so long as you think it might be FUN.




