|My sister-in-law, her son and a weird cow in the background|
Despite that minor issue, I and the kids (except for my daughter who help her nose the whole time) had a bovine blast.
We got to watch as the cows filed into the milking station, were milked and then returned to their lovely, "sparkling clean" pens (or whatever you call the place they stand/lie/eat/etc. in).
|Room with a view|
The best part in my mind is that this little trip is only 5 minutes from Ramat Beit Shemesh (Kibbutz Tzora is off of Highway 38-right next to BIG), it's totally free and highly educational (now my kids know where the milk comes from-YUM).
|Milk cow on Kibbutz Tzora near Ramat Beit Shemesh, Israel|