Mr. Welch is a really cool guy when he's not teaching. He bought our tickets, and he bought us dinner at the Roma. Thank you Mr. Welch.
It was a lot of fun. I went on the Comet. That was 1min and 22secs of pure terror. I know. We timed it.
There were these little caterpillar things that hung from by invisible strings from the trees, and Ryan would go up to them and pretend like he was making them levitate.
Ryan:*Holding caterpillar* I shall call him...Clem. *Proceedes to chase Kathryn with caterpillar*
Mr. Welch went on an awful lot of rides for an old guy. And we went on so many because there was NO ONE THERE. I waited like 10 seconds to get on the Comet, and it took us longer to walk to the bobseld than the ride was, but there were NO LINES ANYWHERE!!!
MEMO TO US: Go to The Great Escape in late May...
I love the Rainbow. Did I mention that?
Me: If Ryan tries to put Clem on us, we'll have to beat him with sticks...
Kathryn: Did you say we'll have to eat him?
Me: No. Beat him. (I love Kathryn because she has no idea that the phrase "Eat him" is very very dirty. Her mind does not work like mine.)
And then it was very scary because all of a sudden after dessert I felt really sick, and on my way to the bathroom everything got all spotty and I got really hot and broke out in a sweat and it was bad. Then I sat down for a second, and it all went away. It was really freaky.
But it was a good day.