Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Day 227: Water Parking It

Written at 11pm on 8/15:

I am that special breed of fatigue that comes with being outside all day in water. Your body still feels like it is being battered by waves, your head is under that fuzzy haze that makes blinking but a challenge to keep your eyes open. But sleep would be so much easier! Feet were sufficiently abused by copious amounts of standing and walking on molten-hot surfaces, but I succeeded in avoiding any significant burning to the rest of my body so I will rest happy with that.

Do not get a funnel cake at Schlitterbahn. To make me have funnel cake regret is a sad thing indeed. I don't know if it was because I got it 45 minutes before the park was closing or if it is always a not fully crispy disappointment, but at almost 10 dollars it is both more expensive and not as satisfying as the one I shared at Six Flags earlier this year. Yes, I just spent a paragraph musing about funnel cakes.

The park was honestly not as big a deal as I had been led to believe. I thought it would be much more massive than Hurricane Harbor and while it was bigger in some ways, it didn't really feel bigger because the rides were not nearly as fun to me. Perhaps that's the kid memories talking or it isn't a fair assessment since we didn't ride everything and some things were inexplicably closed, but that is my assessment nonetheless.

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