
Well, Saturday had me and my best friend Lisa heading up to Knotts Berry Farm for a day of fun and decompression.
First, though, we stopped for Breakfast. There's a cool little place in San Clemente called "The Waffle Lady", ("Waffles = yay! Pancakes = Who Cares." said a children's art piece inside the place.) Many different varieties of waffles, including Cornbread, Peanut Butter, and Cheddar Cheese and Bacon. Also a variety of toppings, ranging from real maple syrup and fruit toppings, to Chicken Gravy. I had the chocolate waffle. Lisa had the chocolate-chip waffle. Both were good.
(Side note: I have since been informed that chicken gravy on waffles can be found in the south. Any confirmation on this?)
Then on to Knotts. After getting in the park and making the normal potty trip, we decided to ride "Perilous Plunge", a water ride that operates on the principle of you get in, you go up a ramp, you go around a curve, you plunge straight down into the water, sending this wave of water over you and the poor fools on the bridge over the ride, and you then spend the next two hours with your underwear stuck to you. The human body is 97% water, after that ride, I think I was more 98% percent. We got off that ride looking like extras from "Titanic"
We then rode the log flume, on the concept that there wasn't any possible way we could have gotten any wetter. Bigfoot Rapids was down, oh well. Otherwise, we would have done all the water rides.
There was some sort of cheer/dance thing going on there, with various groups of cheerleaders and dance groups, ranging from cheerleader larval stages all the way up to humanoid. Including one cheerleader group that looked like they got all their uniforms from "Hot Topic", and another group that was more like "Cheerleaders from da 'hood" I swear there were a few groups of 12 to 20 that maybe, * maybe * had 20 brain cells to share among them. GigglegigglegigglegigglegigglegiggleARRRGHHHH!!!!
We were almost dry by the time we got on "the tallest, longest woodie in the west", aka Ghostrider. For the most part, a really nice wooden coaster. However, it suffers from a lack of padding, (though nowehere near as bad as Magic Mountain's "Flashback" or that dammed coaster at Las Vegas' "New York New York".) which left bruises on both of us. Coaster good, bruises bad.
Garlic fries for lunch, and then on to Jaguar, which is a nice, long steel coaster, and then a quiet ride on their Dinosaur dark ride. (10 month old ahead of us was teething 6 teeth at the same time, OUCH!) We then got funnel cakes for dinner, and wandered around shops and such before we left at 8. (which was complcated by the minor fact I wrote down the wrong parking space. Ick!
Also ick was the fact that having a toddler destroys brain cells, since I had a "Wiggles" earworm in my head all day.
All in all, a stree-free day among really wonderful company.