Ha! Just kidding. Not actual jail. Give me some credit.
Nope, this was a gen-u-wine ole fashioned western jail and bunkhouse at the horse ranch we used to visit for Girl Scouts. The whole place was set up as an old west town, and when you’re a kid with a wild imagination, that means it’s pretty darn awesome!
The bunks were “jail cells” with sliding doors that looked sort of like faux bars from the outside. There was also a livery stable, a general store and possibly a saloon we weren’t allowed to enter.
I’m pretty sure we all adopted fake accents and sheriff swaggers while we were there. Oh, wait, maybe that was only me!