So my friends A and J and I made a whirlwind trip to Arlington this weekend to go to Six Flags. Three weeks of planning this, eight hours (we hit a fuck ton of traffic) driving, and about $150 bucks in tickets and food later, it starts raining at 2:30 and never stops. I got to go on maybe five rides, with the lines, and while those rides were MASSIVELY AND AMAZINGLY AWESOME, I'm still so incredibly pissed at the weather.
Which made me think of this all afternoon:
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I did get to ride Mr. Freeze, which scared the absolute crap out of me, and the Batman ride right after, which might have made me nervous except I'd just been on Mr. Freeze. The Tony Hawke ride was amazing too.
Bah. At least we still have our season passes to the local guy, for all that it has maybe one cool ride.