>We heard this from every newbie Six Flags worker all weekend. What is a Six Flags day, anyway?
The W’s took a little trip to St. Louis this past weekend. And by the W’s, I mean all of them. Well, minus one very important member of the family who just happens to be halfway around the world. We piled into a 15-passenger van and off we went early Saturday morning. Did I mention it was early?
It was a short but sweet trip to do something I love: riding roller coasters. I’m all about safe thrills… or somewhat safe. You know, flying over the Atlantic to go to Spain by myself at twenty years old, riding on a motorcycle to Florida and back, and screaming my face off on The Boss (Batman wasn’t nearly as scary this time).
I don’t do spinny rides.. no way, no how. The kids liked the little rides, which spin, so I watched instead of participated. Saturday we got our season passes (thanks to my in-laws!) and stuck together. I think we rode one big roller coaster. That evening we went swimming and hot tubbing at the hotel, and I took the girls for the night. We got to Skype with Uncle Aaron, and he snapped a picture of us.
Yep, that’s me and my adorable nieces (Lena, Rhianna, Zaia). Being an aunt is the best ever. I had the privilege of sleeping in the same bed as Lena, who’s 3, and she slept fine but squirmed all night, and at some points cuddled with me. Cutest. Thing. Ever. The cuddling, and her face. It’s pretty cool that I’ve been around these girls’ entire lives. Rhianna will be seven in May and I remember when I held her as a tiny baby.
Sunday morning we got to the park before it opened. Bruce, Keith and I went to ride rides.. we rode Batman, Ninja (twice!) and The Boss, which was my favorite. I’ve ridden it before, but I forgot how awesome it was. Bruce is, by far, the funniest person to ride a roller coaster with. It was fun hanging out with my “brothers”. They did tease me though, as all W’s do. When in line for Batman, Keith asked if he could break my leg so that we could get in the shorter line. Ha. The lady in front of us heard his comment and thought he was serious.
We, well, they were going to go on Superman, which is a straight drop, but there had been people stuck at the top. If Darrell hadn’t seen us and stopped us to buy us the Six Flags cups, we, I mean, they would have gone on that ride. (I might have gone had they talked me into it, and by might I mean probably.)
I plan on using my season pass and guest passes (yep, got some of those!) this summer. Unfortunately, there are no Six Flags parks closer to El Paso than San Antonio, which is ten hours away. Hopefully Aaron and I can go a couple times to Chicago or St. Louis before we move.
Speaking of which, two months-ish and counting…
mercies per mile 