Weird. I thought I posted this earlier in the week. But I just saved it. Because I'm stoopid. Anyway, here are some text message highlights from my trip last weekend to HERSHEY PARK--THE SWEETEST PLACE IN AMERICA. It really was a super duper good time and I continually conquered my fear of heights by riding the rollercoasters. And YES, I COULD ride them all, even with my undeniable height limitations. But for yoooour information, I made it into the tallest height group--the jolly ranchers.
Just barely, though.
--->B (1:48pm): also I just realized I spelled infant the french way...odd.
--->B (2:10pm): Update #2--caught the Hershey photo of myself on the next rollercoaster. I looked legit like I WAS COMING OUT OF THE WOMB.
--->B (2:12pm): I tried to take a photo of my photo but they caught me and yelled at me
--->B (2:44pm): Update #3--I am now double-fisting diet coke and water and it is THE BEST DECISION EVER.
--->B (3:57pm): Skeeball is the greatest. I want to win a penguin!!
--->B (3:57pm): Clarification--a STUFFED penguin.
--->B (4:50pm): I think someone pooped on himself during the last ride because when it stopped there was an intense poop smell in the air that wasn't there before.
--->B (5:41pm): I don't know if you can "win" at bumper cars but im pretty sure I just did.
--->B (7:15pm): Sad update. We are leaving. And feel sick.
You know an amusement park trip is fun if you feel sick on the way home. That's really the only way to know for sure.
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