95 feet tall
2,970 feet long
Top speed ONLY 50 freakin’ MPH
Duration: 1 minute 48 seconds
and that TICKS me off like you wouldn’t believe!
I WAS GOING to be a barbarian. I WAS GOING to be the mom my boys remembered as blowing their minds, conquering my fear of roller coasters AND heights, riding all the rides WITH them, leaving them in a state of utter disbelief and complete admiration.
First one in the park felt like it beat the ever-loving crap outta me. Literally. Forget the fear of heights, no worries about losing your stomach. Instead, my brains were shaking like smoothies in a blender, and my back and neck were being assalted with bats and broom handles. Thomas looked back and thought I was having a heart attack.
I didn’t say a word; no need to scream…. I was praying I wouldn’t be rendered a paraplegic by the end of the ride–my sons would need a way home, and since their dad and sister are on the other side of the world right now (okay, the country), it had to be me.
The upside? I DID get points for surprising them with a spur of the moment trip, AND for at least trying to conquer the coasters, AND they had “an AWESOME time!”
I’ve taken Tylenol…I’m headed to bed. Up since 4:15 a.m., sweating cannonballs since 11:00, having my usually-summer-liberated feet confined all day in tennie pumps…I don’t think ANYTHING sounds better than SLEEP right now.