Old Town

Old Town is a theatrical stretch of brick-paved nostalgia where neon signs, a Ferris wheel and a carousel sit cheek-by-jowl with souvenir shops, bars and family rides. Stroll the main strip at dusk and you’ll see muscle cars roll slowly past adoring crowds, a live band on the stage, and food stalls perfuming the air. Admission is open and casual — you wander in, pay per ride, and get pulled into whatever’s happening: go-karts, a haunted house, or a themed parade. Locals come for the car nights and karaoke; families come for the rides and the friendly, old-boardwalk energy; visitors from nearby theme-park resorts appreciate an evening that isn’t a roller coaster of lines and prices. It’s community theater made permanent: part amusement park, part nightlife strip, part roadside Americana. It can be rough around the edges, but that scruffy charm is part of the appeal — a place built for spectacle, small-town gatherings and the ritual of cruising under string lights.