Whoa Boys!

So Steve and I signed up to go with the band to Holiday World..... It was our chance to go at a much cheaper rate, plus take Emily and of course, Katie was already going with the band. It was going to be great! Then Steve found out it was on a Wednesday....during our Family Camp. Oh no - can't have that! So he dropped out. I'm looking for a partner. Someone to go with ME - cuz Em will certainly find someone to hang out with from the band, right? So I ask a friend who's already suggested she just might have to go with me that day, but...if so, I will have to ride the rides. That's no problem for me --- I love the rides! And, most of them love me! (Last I remembered). Well, she calls me back and says y'know, it's s'posed to be really hot that day and when she sweats, she really sweats and she's miserable and blah, blah, blah, but..... IF I can't find anyone else, she'll go. I call a friend of Em's -- she'd love to go!

We get up at 5 A.M. and leave by 6:20. It takes nearly 4 hours to drive there. (If I'd ridden with the band on the bus, I'd have had to pay a $30 background check fee not that I was worried about paying $30......) ANYWAY, It rains off and on the whole time we're headed there, sometimes pouring rain - y'know, the kind that slows you down 'cuz you can't see? Then we arrive. It only rained ONE more time that day --- as the band was playing. We had to run for cover to do the rest of our program. (I was holding Katie's music, because her little music holder had broken).

So.....while I was holding Katie's music, I told Em and Jordan they could go on in and to meet up with me later after the band was done. That was 10 A.M. I saw them again at about 1:30. I finally got bored and tired of trying to have fun by myself ( I hadn't ridden any rides), so I went back to my car, and studied my Sunday School lesson for awhile, then I threw my book in my purse, took it back into the park and studied it while I had lunch. I was having a blast! (Do you hear the 'Sarah-casm' here?)

Emily and Jordan showed up around 1:30-ish. So we found a place where they wanted to eat lunch, and while we're eating Jordan says she wants to ride this roller coaster and points to it, but Emily won't ride it with her. I say, I'll ride it -- I have no problem with roller coasters. She says, "really?" "Will you ride in the very front with me?" I say, "Sure - no problem." A little while later we are finally on the roller coaster, front row. It's called "The Voyage". I tell Jordan, "What happens on "The Voyage" stays on "The Voyage". It s l o w l y creeeeeeeps to the top of the first and highest point..... I look straight down some 30,0000 feet (Okay, so MAYBE I'm SLIGHTLY exaggerating) and moan, "God, help me!" and we're off! I don't remember much else after that except nausea, screaming, nausea, bumping left and right, nausea, head jerking all directions, nausea, holding tighter and tighter to the bar, constantly ramming Jordan with my left side, oh, and ....nausea. When it was over, I bravely stood, and walked past the wall where no one could see me and I held it up for awhile. Then I said, "Let's go to the water park and find a lounge chair where I can lay down and you girls can go have some fun!"