Tourist Trap USA: Ten Places to Avoid on Your Next Summer Vacation
Niagara Falls, New York. Clearly there are intrinsic natural qualities to the area – the falls in of themselves are spectacular but Niagara Falls was perhaps the world’s first tourist trap and remains a poignant, if not disgusting, reminder of what happens when commercial development encroaches and exploits natural phenomena. The Canadian side is not much better. Tourists come by the busloads and peer and gawk at the falls from a number of venues which include elevated rotating restaurants, gangplanks that form daring catwalks out over the Niagara River, and soggy boat rides that diesel their way to the foot of the falls. Then there are the tourist shops and parasitic tourist attractions that take advantage of the tourist hoards – traps like Ripley’s believe It or Not, Hard Rock Cafe, hotels, and wax museums. Avoid the summer if you must see Niagara Falls.
Black Hills, South Dakota. This is another beautiful area that has some must-see features that owe their existence to the rugged granite of the region and the beautiful carpet of ponderosa pines. Mount Rushmore, the spectacular Needles Highway, Wind Cave National Park, Custer State Park, and Jewel Cave National Monument, however are surrounded by less than savory attractions that feed off the well-intentioned visitors. The volume of RV parks is just an appetizer for what comes next. The Stratosphere Bowl, Dinosaur Park, Storybook Island, and the faux western towns in between are all traps waiting to ambush you at the borders of this otherwise beautiful region. Of course there’s the Wall Drug Store about 70 miles east of the Black Hills which serves up a nice prelude. This huge trap, well known for its bumper stickers, can take any suburbanite, and within a few minutes, turn out a drugstore cowboy. Don’t worry about the crowds in this place – it’s in the middle of nowhere along I-90, just on the edge of the Badlands so it might be worth the stop and your curiosity will be hard to resist as the billboards advertise it for miles.
White Mountains, New Hampshire. These mountains are spectacular and a haven for outdoor enthusiasts in the summer and winter and have long history of tourists escaping summer heat. Unfortunately the region boasts almost as many kiddy parks and creamy stands as waterfalls and mountains. Clark’s Trading Post, Six Gun Village, Santa’s Village, Heritage New Hampshire, Story Land, Polar Caves, and Ruggles Mine all vie for your attention as well as your kids’. The scenic railroads and auto-roads namely the Mount Washington Cog Railway, Mount Washington Auto Road (ever seen the sticker “This Car Climbed Mount Washington”? Now you know…), and Conway Scenic Railway are all beautiful but also horribly overpriced. The development alone on the summit of Mount Washington is a lesson in how not to preserve an alpine wilderness. Don’t let these places dissuade you from an otherwise beautiful area but avoid the peak summer season.
Poconos, Pennsylvania. Infamous for the hoards of retirees who come to weekend at the many hotels along Route 209 and the loads of ‘nature seekers’ who have never been out of New York City or Philadelphia, the Poconos has its redeeming qualities. Antique shops are nestled among beautiful waterfalls shaded by majestic White Pines in this corner of northeast Pennsylvania but its close proximity (within 2 hours) of major aforementioned metropolitan areas can make it an occupational hazard to drive here on any weekend between Memorial Day and Thanksgiving. The numerous hotel all-you-can eat brunches are legendary as are the prices that people are willing to pay to stuff their bellies while gawking at a white tailed deer from their hotel porch. It was here in the Poconos that the champagne-glass Jacuzzi was reputedly patented giving the area its long-standing tradition of catering to racey couples on a whirlwind weekend getaway complete with satin sheets and heart-shaped beds. If that’s not enough the billboards of all the attractions in this otherwise scenic region, the reptile farms and the overdeveloped Bushkill Falls, will remind you – one hundred miles away, of what’s coming. I almost forgot the Pocono Raceway - a NASCAR lover’s paradise among the peaks!
Lancaster, Pennsylvania. Known near and far as the “Dutch Country”, this term is actually a misnomer. You won’t find very much Dutch heritage because Dutch is a corruption of Deutsch, or German. Instead you will be reminded, constantly, of the Amish – those horse and buggy plain farming folk who have lived here for at least three hundred years and really are the reason why we come to watch them as if they are zoo exhibit. If you need to take a break from Amish gawking there’s the famous outlets, eateries (all you can eat of course), Dutch Wonderland – a kiddy park that builds on the area’s traditional ethnic consciousness, and more eateries and shopping. Beware of noisy retirees bused in from Jersey and New York to take advantage of the fact that Pennsylvania has no sales tax on clothing (at least it didn’t when I visited last). Large girths easily intermingle with the plain Amish folk and their starched dress in these parts. It’s not uncommon to see a horse and buggy hitched in the parking lot of local supermarkets or retail outlets. Try not to stare – it’s rude. The pastoral scenery, quickly being swallowed by commercial development, is otherwise enchanting and a good way to see it is along the Strasburg Scenic Railway. Just try to avoid the summer months and weekends during the fall.
Ocean City, Maryland. This is what happens when the Hamptons go plebian. It should be more aptly named Concrete-Jungle-On-the-Sea. It might be unfair that Ocean City Maryland was singled out as a 'prototype' of where to avoid because it is just a mirror image of many eastern seaboard resorts from Myrtle Beach to Atlantic City. Its inclusion in this prestigious list owes to the fact that many people from DC to Philadelphia and points in between think it’s the cat’s meow of coastal elegance replete with biker bars, tattoo parlors, commercialized seafood restaurants, mini-golf courses, high-rise hotels, unsightly breakwaters, tacky tourist shops, and causeways that make an eye soar. The summer population of this city balloons starting with the flood of high schoolers and college kids that come to work, play, get drunk, and party. The boardwalk is yet another gem as is the Ferris wheel and amusement parks that line this strip of tar along the coast.
Gatlinburg, Tennessee. Just another example of how nature is perverted by commercial development that is built to separate you from your money. Located at the foot of the country’s most frequently visited national park, it is a perfect trap to entice you to stop and pay for something you don’t need. Some advice - drive right through and continue to Great Smoky Mountains National Park. Complete with Dollywood, a Disneyland-like theme park owned by the country star Dolly Parton, Gatlinburg will at least capture your imagination with the shear number of hotels, restaurants, and gift shops crammed into this narrow valley between steep hills. Again, avoid the summer months but all bets are off even for the off-season.
Las Vegas, Nevada. This is America’s monument to the tacky, plastic oasis in the middle of nowhere. Build it and they did come. Lined by hotels along the famous Strip it is one of the country’s premier tourist destinations. Gambling is a mainstay and this vice, unique to the city, tends to attract all types and unfortunately those who can least afford to lose are among the biggest players. The sad irony behind Las Vegas, established in 1905 as a lonely railroad depot, is that there is so much to see in the area around the city. The Hoover Dam, Valley of Fire State Park, Charleston Peak, and Lake Mead are but a few. Instead most people are content to sit in a hotel, shop along the Strip and party and drink in this one of kind tourist trap.
Grand Canyon, Arizona. The Grand Canyon is such an iconic place that you can’t avoid the temptation to look over the rim at least once in your life. You’ll find the tourist-chartered airplanes and helicopters as annoying as the RVs that clog the overlooks. Just get use to it because they aren’t going away anytime soon. Keep your eyes on the huge defile in front of you that drops one mile into the Colorado River. The Native Americans selling T-shirts and famous hand-crafted turquoise jewelry will seem benign compared to the camera-toting tourists, many Chinese, Japanese and European, who cram the National Park’s visitor centers, gift shops, and overlooks trying to get a photo of one of the most mass-produced nature scenes on planet earth. Try to visit this place in the winter or view it from the less accessed North Rim.
The Dells, Wisconsin. The Dells are a premier getaway for Chicagoans in particular. Well known for the numerous water parks that line the nearby towns, summer homes dot the area below a pleasant canopy of White Pines. In fact the Dells area bills itself as the “water park capital of the world” with indoor and outdoor venues. The ode to tackiness, the Noah’s Ark waterpark gets top billing. Miniature golf courses are another competing interest. Tourist boats line the banks of the Wisconsin River where tourists make an attempt to seem interested in the sandstone cliffs along the banks. It’s the eateries and souvenir shops that wait for an opportunistic ambush to monopolize your attention and money. Billboards are a mainstay of advertising for miles around and the summer crowds are equally annoying. Casinos have moved in for market share too and don’t forget there’s the ubiquitous Ripley’s Believe It or Not Museum – a mainstay for any tourist trap.