Not sure where this is best fitted, so if it should go somewhere else, please relocate it.
Anyways, what's the best moments you've had at Busch Gardens? I'll share two:
1. Sitting at the top of Big Bad Wolf on a summer's night, at the point just after the clank-clank-clank's where the coaster levels out and you're looking over the river and the park seems so off in the distance. It's quiet and there's such a sense of privacy there. You can see stars, and there's a warm wind coming off the water and over the tree tops all around you. That moment is one of my absolute FAVORITES ever. You know you're about to go barreling through the dark, but that one moment is so peaceful. I always howled on the way up to that point but never during it, so as not to disturb mine or anyone else's moment.
2. The feeling of pure exhilaration when you catch those zero g's on Griffon and Apollo's Chariot because it's so smooth. And you don't care about *anything* going on in your life except that sensation of utter joy. You're flying. You're weightless. There's nothing holding you back, in any sense, except a harness which in some very small way you kinda wish wasn't there so you could really let go and keep flying. Everything else no longer matters. Life beyond your seat doesn't exist. This is the essence of true roller coaster fanaticism.
*sigh* I love Busch Gardens.
Anyways, what's the best moments you've had at Busch Gardens? I'll share two:
1. Sitting at the top of Big Bad Wolf on a summer's night, at the point just after the clank-clank-clank's where the coaster levels out and you're looking over the river and the park seems so off in the distance. It's quiet and there's such a sense of privacy there. You can see stars, and there's a warm wind coming off the water and over the tree tops all around you. That moment is one of my absolute FAVORITES ever. You know you're about to go barreling through the dark, but that one moment is so peaceful. I always howled on the way up to that point but never during it, so as not to disturb mine or anyone else's moment.
2. The feeling of pure exhilaration when you catch those zero g's on Griffon and Apollo's Chariot because it's so smooth. And you don't care about *anything* going on in your life except that sensation of utter joy. You're flying. You're weightless. There's nothing holding you back, in any sense, except a harness which in some very small way you kinda wish wasn't there so you could really let go and keep flying. Everything else no longer matters. Life beyond your seat doesn't exist. This is the essence of true roller coaster fanaticism.
*sigh* I love Busch Gardens.
