My mom's idea of an anniversary celebrations is wine and dining at a fancy restaurant, candles, sexy music, and other sappy romance movie ideas. As sweet as that sounds, Phil and I kind of like to live on the adventurous side--for example, he took me sky diving for my birthday last year. Roller coasters were what I was jonesing for.
Roller coasters are what I got.
By the time we got there, I was pumped. But it was lunch time, and rather than spending $50 for mediocre food in the park, the mr and I planned ahead and brought a picnic. We ate our food in the shade, but it was still 108 degrees out--H-O-T!
Finally, we were in the park by 2:30. Our first thought was to easy ourselves into the big roller coasters. We stood in line for the bobsled ride. After 20 minutes of waiting, an announcement was made that there were technical difficulties with the ride and they had to call maintenance to fix it. Bad way to start the day.
SO worth the wait! The Giant had to be the worst, most painful coaster before they redid it. It was all wooden and slung you around and shook you till your head hurt and you wanted to cry (which I almost did the last time I was on it). BUT, it is now the smoothest, most breathtaking ride ever.
The first drop is insanely steep (79 degree drop). Phil and I wondered why we didn't hear more people screaming as they dropped. I found out why. You're not able to catch your breath as you drop that fast! You're left gasping for air as your hurled across the track at 65mph. Phil grabbed my hand and held it up the whole ride--which I'm thankful for because I probably wouldn't have enjoyed it as much as I did because I would have been hanging on for dear life rather than feeling the free-falling feeling.
It was hard to start the day with the best coaster at the park because nothing else compared. But we still had a blast. Our next ride choice was the Superman, which thrusts you 32 stories into the air and drops you back down at a speed of 45mph. I had a mini panic attack while we waited the seconds--that seemed like hours--to be dropped down. I love the anticipation of it, but it scares the crap out of me at the same time. Not gonna lie, I screamed like a little girl.
Thankfully we'd gotten our overpriced "souvenir" drink bottle for endless amounts of refills. All of which were water. And thankfully I sported my fanny pack so as to not lose anything on the rides (don't laugh! You know I sport it well).
After only a 30 minute wait, we were on the ride again. We went balls to the walls crazy since it was our last ride; arms up, shouting because we could. We came to the conclusion that, yes, the ride was best because it just plain rocked. I think having just been rebuilt, the smoothness made it so much more enjoyable to ride.
As awesome as the park was, we were so ready to go after 5 hours. We still had the 3 hour drive back. Being the thinker I am, I also packed up food for the ride home. It gave us just enough energy to make it back. We sang songs and enjoyed each other's company all the way home.
It was a great day, made even better by the company. I'm a lucky girl to have such a great guy and feel super blessed to have him in my life. Who knows what the future has in store for us.
Love and light.
Adrienne