Six Flags Great Adventure

Guys, I have a confession to make.
Prior to the Friday that passed two weeks ago, I have never went to Six Flags Great Adventure. Ever.
So, when my co-worker invited me to join his haitian friends to go that Friday, I jumped on the offer. Even if it meant taking that day off from work, I was going to do it. Ironically, I took off from work for the first time ever, to go to Six Flags for the first time ever.
Luckily for my co-worker and I, I had my iPod on me. That bus ride was pretty long, and enduring the boring conversation was not what I had in mind. When we had arrived, I had a gut-wrench feeling that it was going to rain halfway through our time there. And much to the discomfort of my company, it did rain halfway through our time there.
Despite, or maybe inspite, of the rainfall, I actually had a great first experience. Interesting: I really wanted to go to Hurricane Harbor for their water rides, but they weren't open yet. So, if I couldn't get to the water, let the water come to me, right?! I learned that I was too big for the Nitro and the Batman/Robin Chiller ride. The Superman ride was fantastic, and the Scream Machine didn't really make me scream. It may have made me teary-eyed, but scream, nah. But to ensure a proper Six-Flags experience, I went back on the ride, just to scream. My favorite ride though has to be the freefall ride, where you go up this elevator-like shaft, the next thing you know, you're staring in the sky and you crash straight down the shaft. Oooh, I went on that thing like 5 times. Skull Mountain got corny after 3 rides, supposedly being in the dark, manuvering like Indiana Jones in the Temple of Doom. Years back when I was a boy with a girl I liked, that may have been cool; but now, it just doesn't have that kind of effect on me. Several lesser-known rides later, it was 5:50PM, and it was time to head home.
That's when the real ride began. The driver alerted to us all that the bus will leave exactly at 6PM, so I knew to be there in time. As for the rest of the Haitian following, I guess they figured to be there at 6PM, black people time, which was about 6:20. Even the headmasters of the event were late! Halfway through the ride home, a girl comes to front of the bus, requesting to immediately stop the bus. Upon further snooping, I see one of the attendants of the day's adventure near-unconscious on the floor. The driver pulled off at the tollbooth before the Verrazano Bridge to get some help for her. Meanwhile, very concerned peeps offered prayer, suggestions, and even CPR to help revive her. At my own personal discretion, I won't disclose her name here, but by the time EMTs arrived on the scene, she finally came around, much to our delight. Upon hearing that she'd have to stay the local hospital for further examining, the person was more discomforted at that fact than her unconsciousness. I guess from her perspective, fainting was not as bad as her parents knowning she fainted. What she might dismiss as unnecessary and time consuming, could be considered life saving. While the gratitude towards her social clique and fellow bus riders for our concern was non-existent, our gratitude and respect towards each other was very much there. And thank God for that iPod, because the ride back was even longer that the ride there.



All in all, my first trip to Great Adventure was off the chain; I got a lot more than I bargained for!
Oh yeah, what excuse did I use to get out of work that day? Well, there is a good reason that I don't tell my business to anyone; because of times like that. I leave the rest to your imagination, but I'll also leave you with the hint that it has something to do with my parental-carbon-based-units.
More later...