Someone built it, and we went!

The field of dreams. I know what you're thinking, it's nothing more than an oversized movie prop. But you're wrong, so wrong. This is a magical place that transforms you back to a carefree time when you ran in the grass without shoes and without the fear of stepping on broken glass or a hypodermic needle. This place rocks. If you haven't been there, I suggest you check it out. It's probably one of the better Midwest attractions, right up there with Doubleday.