wet-n-wild (okay, okay, hurricane harbor)

jay and i took a half-day yesterday and took off for wet-n-wild (by the way, i will forever call it wet-n-wild, b/c it is wet-n-wild to me, not hurricane harbor). may i say, that everyone should do things like this for yourself once in a while. plan in advance, take a half-day on a random day of the week, and do something hilariously fun. if you happen to live in the metroplex, i highly recommend wet-n-wild.

first off, growing up in arlington, you live every child's dream, literally spending every other day either at six flags or wet-n-wild, you are able to enjoy these spoils on a daily basis. so my memories are pretty strong in these joints.

all that to say, you know how in most instances, when you re-visit something from childhood, it seems smaller or less intimidating than you remember? that will not be your experience here. in fact, it is just the opposite. standing atop the der stuka (for those of you that don't know, it is a very tall, straight down waterslide) my first thought was WHY??? and my next thought was that it seemed taller than i remember, and while riding it, i had forgotten that your body actually is lifted off the slide while riding, creating a sensation that you are going to fall forward and plummet to your ultimate demise. BUT, all that said, when you get off the slide at the end and look back up at the beast you have just conquered, you get that same rush...and you get to feel like you are 9 years-old again.

it was really fun.