One of the nice parts of living in New York City is that there's a train to several rollercoasters and a different train to the beach where people try to sell you booze.
Heed my warning: Your body is not the same as it once was, and it’ll react like something is very wrong. Do yourself a favor and find a nice bench instead.
The Indredicoster the Tower of Terror at Disneyland are my favorites. On days when I've had it with everything, I wish I could just drive down and ride those 2.
I have recently been to one for the first time in about 14 years (12 -> 26 years old). The unexpected part was the amount of inertia my now heavier body had when thrown around in different directions
Tell me about it. Looking forward to the summer now my toddler is big enough to take him to Lego land and Paultons park… just hope he like them like me rather than following after his mom
And hating them
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And hating them