That's too bad. It screamed "back roads Florida tourist trap" even though it's in the city. It's one of the weirdest tourist places I've ever been. I especially remember the gators jumping straight up out of the water around 4 feet to snare a tasty whole chicken hand-dangled by a worker -- pre-Steve Irwin days.
Truly a classic in the world of tourist traps. I still have a can of gator chowder I got in their gift shop.
Well, once upon a time it was in the sticks. That overhead photo reminded me how much Florida has grown. The first time I saw that entrance, around '71 or '72, there were 2 poorly paved lanes running past each way, with a wide grass patch in the middle and pine and palmetto scrub to the horizon, broken by the occasional farm or road side sea shells and citrus stand.