The other day, my little son and I went to an orange farm close to my residential area. The fruit park is likely to be kind of a secret place. It has no ad or homepage, but I've known it by word of mouth.
The farm is inconspicuously located in front of a monorail station. The station is not my station but I go through the station twice a day during commute. Recently, I have seen a lot of oranges on trees in the farm.
On the day, when I got up, I decided to go there to hunt oranges with my kid because it was a beautifully sunny day, which is characteristic of Autumn in Japan.
One good thing about the orange park is you can eat as many oranges as you want to eat at a price of $6. What's more, you can take out one kilo of oranges per person, which may be a good souvenir for your family. Don't you think that the price — of course, it includes the entry fee — is really affordable?
My son was excited to pick oranges from trees with scissors. It seems like that he preferred getting oranges to eating them. What was fun for me was to see his excitement with joy.
When it comes to all-you-can-eat, I did not eat so much although I grabbed several oranges. To be honest, I was not hungry at all; I had 3 rice balls before we came to the farm park for no specific reason. I was, however, happy because I spent wonderful hours with my son.