Without thinking too much about it, I accepted my friend’s invite to Six Flags off the high from Disneyland and Universal Studios. I’m an amusement park girlie now, didn’t ya know? I went to bed binging POV videos on Youtube, slowly realising what I was getting myself into, wondering if I’d survive the day ahead.
The first time I ever went on an extreme roller coaster was a trip to Six Flags Great Adventure (New Jersey) during summer camp in middle school. I have no idea what my friend and I spent our time doing, because we were too scared of the big kid roller coasters. We probably just ate a lot of food and browsed the merch shops, but at some point, we figured we should probably go on at least one. Working up the courage for Bizarro (now Medusa), we promised to hold each other’s hand through the whole ride. As soon as we tottered on the first crest, it was every woman for herself. We immediately released each other to grip our own restraints.