A Man of Your Carriage
I certainly have lots to share, so let's get started! Eric spent the night here on Thursday so we could leave early for Cedar Point on Friday. We missed the exit for Sandusky on the way down there and the next one wasn't for thirty miles so that wasn't fun. Cedar Point was a blast. Eric hadn't been in like 3 years so I had to catch him up on the latest attractions. We rode pretty much every rollercoaster there, with the exception of a few that we didn't care about anyway, like Mantis, which is too uncomfortable for us. Eric really liked the Maverick, I wasn't sure he would because the seats kind of hurt. There were a few rides that he kind of had to squeeze into, not because he's too fat but because he's just too big for the seats. I said that "the seats don't support a man of your carriage", which is a line form an episode of The Simpsons, and he thought it was really funny and kept repeating it all day. Eric really wanted to ride on the Dragster, and it was broken for almost half of the day, which was dissappointing. We were in line for the Raptor around 8 and saw that it had reopened. After a ride on the Raptor we walked at a brisk pace to the Dragster and only had to wait for about a half hour for it. When we got on it was dark, and I think it was wayyyyy cooler to ride it at night. After that we left and I spent the night at Eric's place in Detroit, because we got back around midnight.
Around noon the next day we set off for the VanDeventer Family Reunion, which was a barrel full of fun, like usual. My relatives are so crazy, but crazy in a fun way. We looked at this phto album and there was this picture of my Great Aunt Sue in a bathing suit on a inflatable whale and I said "Nice picture" and she's like "Oh, that was taken on one of my more conservative outings, you should see some others" and I just about died laughing.
After the reunion I went over to Corey's house for an evening with friends. We watched this movie called "When A Stranger Calls" or something like that, and it was terrifying. Please people, I beg you to steer clear of this one, unless you want a good pants-wetting. Corey also planned this elaborate scavenger hunt for us. It's really hard for me to explain, but let's just say that it involved popping balloons, opening lockboxes, and me telling everyone that Plymouth-Canton's 2003 show was called "Souls of the Gypsy Caravan".
That's all for now.
Around noon the next day we set off for the VanDeventer Family Reunion, which was a barrel full of fun, like usual. My relatives are so crazy, but crazy in a fun way. We looked at this phto album and there was this picture of my Great Aunt Sue in a bathing suit on a inflatable whale and I said "Nice picture" and she's like "Oh, that was taken on one of my more conservative outings, you should see some others" and I just about died laughing.
After the reunion I went over to Corey's house for an evening with friends. We watched this movie called "When A Stranger Calls" or something like that, and it was terrifying. Please people, I beg you to steer clear of this one, unless you want a good pants-wetting. Corey also planned this elaborate scavenger hunt for us. It's really hard for me to explain, but let's just say that it involved popping balloons, opening lockboxes, and me telling everyone that Plymouth-Canton's 2003 show was called "Souls of the Gypsy Caravan".
That's all for now.