Ever since I was a teenager, I always thought Lagoon was really lame. This opinion was further solidified a few weeks ago when we first walked in, when all the people there were either kids or the adults that had to accompany them. Oh, and junior high students. I mentioned it to Kim, and she thought I was retarded (true.)
Beau gave me a pill for my vertigo, and that helped me enjoy Lagoon WAY more than I ever have before. Kim still doesn't believe that the pill did anything; she thinks it was all in my head (false.)
The highlight of the day was the Wicked. It shoots you straight forward, then straight up 110 feet, then straight back down 110 feet. Staring at the ground while falling to your death is pretty sweet (but only if you've taken a pill for vertigo.)
We went through a couple haunted houses. I remember I used to be absolutely freaked of chainsaw guys, when I was a kid. This time, I thought they were ridiculous. Kim, on the other hand, scurried out like a bunny rabbit. A bunny rabbit being chased by a chainsaw guy.
Samurai was awesome, as was the Spider, and so was the Rocket. We went on the Colossus about 3 times. That was also awesome. The crazy thing about it is that the four of us took that very back four seats every time, just by chance. The chances of that are 1/2197. Pretty cool. We felt privileged.
The week after Aubree (Kim's sister-in-law) went through the temple for the first time, and we went as well. It was Kim's and my first time going through the Ogden temple. It's very, very similar to the Provo temple. Which means it looks like a birthday cake. But I guess you don't have to go through it to know that.
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