So here's a few views of my childhood.
The entrance!
Some trash cans, that have been here for I don't know how long.
I used to fall off these and get so many blisters, just to accomplish passing through these bad boys.
I HATED the tire swing. I would stare at this blot just so I wouldn't get too dizzy.
I used to have slippery shoes that made walking on this thing scary.
I know a lot of people who don't follow this rule. (Not me of course.. heheh.)
That little tube under the triangle wooden area, my little hide-n-seek spot.