boy do i have one for you!! my one and only trip last year(have two so far this year)...a weekend trip in late May 1999, get in at 10 pm Friday night, check into Sandcastle after a 6 hour drive with me, my boyfrind and two of his friends who had never been there before. the two friends SCREAMED the whole way and played the same rap song for 3 hours straight until i ripped the CD out of the CD player.(more on that later) immediatley after check-in, the two "friends" try to get into the now-closed pool. next day, up at 6AM, POURING RAIN!! wait it out, have breakfast, go to park. guys all do RipCord. get on Magnum, hear "oh that wasn't so great" from "friends"..spend soggy, cold day riding whatever we can, them all talking away, me reading a book. give up around 4PM, end up at showing of "Phantom Meanace". next day, check out of hotel, go to park. sunny day, very nice. no one wants to ride Magnum again, it's all Raptor and Mantis. one Mean Streak, dinner then leave for home. another 6 hours in the car with two SCREAMING 24-year-olds and the SAME stupid rap song.(should have thrown CD out the window) torrential downpours of Biblical proportions on the way home...worst trip EVER. and these guys say *I* ruined their fun because it's hard to meet women with a woman in your group!! RRRGGHHH!! needless to say, we no longer speak to these "Friends" and now we no longer invite people to come with us..we just meet up with GTTP'ers!!
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ride early, ride often!!!