This summer, I have also decided, there will be a mandatory Cedar Point trip. I haven't been in over 4 years, and this is a serious problem. I used to go three times a year, at least, when I lived in Michigan. I feel like a part of my heart has been missing. I am a dedicated first row, hands up, scream the whole time rider. I start dancing in line when I start nearing the front. I am absolutely addicted to the adrenaline rush. Then mid day, when it starts getting quite toasty, heading to the water rides, getting absolutely soaked. looking a hot mess. By far my favorite experience at cedar point was riding the dragster. I got my friend brice to ride front row with me. we waited a good hour longer than every one else. but ohhhhh did it end up being worth it! (keep in mind this was brice's first big roller coaster ride - ever) We were strapped in. The car was moving forward. the countdown begin. the lights turned from red to yellow to green. and BAM we were off. 130mph straight up a hill. but when we got to the top we quickly realized that the car did not gain enough momentum to make it over the hill. brice started flipping out. i am pretty sure he officially hated me for about 15 seconds. i was screaming with excitement, and down below my mom was jumping up and down with envy and excitement. We flew backwards 130mph, and got shot back up and over successfully shortly thereafter. i am pretty sure i couldn't walk straight for the next hour or so...
I feel a change in the air.
It's gonna be a great year.
