I liked all of the interesting signs and prints throughout the building. Although I did not enjoy the wax figure siting in a windowsill. I'm not completely sure why, but I am terrified of wax figures. I can't even be in the same room as one of them. I just really don't how realistic they are. They need to stop.
My friend and I swam until about 10 om or so. There was a small wave pool, …show more content…
I slept surprisingly well. I think I was just really tired. Also sort of unrelated, my friends sister is such a good baby. Literally she didn't cry once for most of the trip. My sister had colic when she was a baby, so she was almost constantly crying. She is so pure. I miss babies.
After the water park, we drove for about ten minutes to Six Flags. Honestly I thought it was going to be another hour drive. I hadn't been to Six Flags in years before that, so I was fairly excited, and unsure exactly what to expect. I later learned how expensive it is. Seriously, it was 25 dollars just to park. Is2g. And all of the food was like ballpark food at restaurant prices. I guess they need to pay for all of the rides? I dunno, but it should be that expensive.
Of course, like an idiot I bought dippin' dots in the beginning, and then I didn't have and money to buy lunch. Thank god my friend's parents are so nice. I felt bad for being such a hassle. What's …show more content…
I was filled with anxiety™, but I rode it so???? I guess I did okay??? I don't really like the stomach dropping feeling, which is honestly what half of what a roller coaster is. I'm not much of a roller coaster person, but I went on them cause I said I would. I don't back on my word, especially on something so small as a roller coaster. But yes, the whole thing was pretty terrifying.
So between the expensive parking, and food I was feeling kinda crappy about that. Otherwise I was actually in a pretty good mood. We went on the Raging Bull last, and that was freaking terrifying. Thank god the guy pushed my harness down more, otherwise my butt would have left the seat, which happened to my friend. I'm sure the ride would have been even more scarier.
Alright so quick flashback, I cursed a lot on the Batman. I'm pretty sure my friend's grandparents didn't hear. God I hope not. Anyway, my friend was joking that I was probably going to cuss on the ride. I replied saying that there was literally a seven year old child sitting next to us, and I didn't want her to learn my very colorful vocabulary. The seven year old's father then proceeded to tease me, in a fatherly way, about how much of a hooligan I was. Thankfully I kept my mouth clean for the duration of the