Six Flags Over Texas

I wasn't sure we were going to make it.

We awoke to thunder and a pretty steady downpour, and today was our one chance to go to Six Flags over Texas. Not only that, we'd already bought discount tickets. Hoping the rain would move out around lunch, we headed to breakfast at Breadwinner's Cafe and Bakery again, then endured an hour or two of rain delay.

Finally made it there around 2pm, and it ended up being a fantastic day. Crowds were light, the coasters were mostly running, and we were almost always able to walk right through the line and right onto a ride. Literally, no waiting at all.

First up was the Titan, Texas' tallest (20+ stories) and fastest (85mph) roller coaster. In hindsight, this may not have been the smartest move. It was holy crap fast, and the first descent rocketed us back up into a climb that kept my head pinned down around my stomach. The rest of it was similarly intense. We also rode the Runaway Mountain and Batman before time ran out. A few of us lucked into an extra slice of time at the end thanks to a "Coasters in the Dark" promotion that we were able to take advantage of, so Jill got to enjoy some more coaster time.

Six Flags was a huge hit for the boys. Logan and Liam rode the Texas Teacups, the go-round-in-a-circle Boot Scootin' ride, the ride where you drive a car around a track (Logan is NOT ready for a license), the Looney Tunes Capitol Tour bus twice,
Wile E. Coyote's Grand Canyon Blaster roller coaster about eight times (by themselves, even!), the Bugs Bunny Spirit of St. Looie airplace ride about 15 times, etc. etc. you get the picture. Seriously, they were able to probably ride stuff 20-30 times. Most of the time they'd ride, then run to the exit and get right back in the nonexistent line to get back on. I think they did their roller coaster about four times in a row, and I know they did the airplanes about six times in a row.

When it was finally time to leave, Liam did his best to be a big man, but finally broke down in tears when I told him he couldn't ride any more. He cried all the way to the van, even though we told him there's a Six Flags back home and we can go in a couple of weeks. He really, REALLY liked it. Broke my heart to carry him out of there.

So all in all, not our most successful vacation, but pretty enjoyable. Without the sickness and a handful of snafus, it would have been almost perfect.

Almost, I mean we do have three little boys to control.