Burnt toast

If there is one thing I know- it’s that you don’t take Virginia heat lightly. I’ve traveled all around our fine country, and there are VERY few places where the heat even compares to Virginia.

It can be 500 degrees in another state and feel like heaven compared to 85 degree weather here.

I knew today was forecasted to be a scorcher- but I thought because it was a holiday, and a Monday, maybe we’d have some good luck with short lines at Busch Gardens and get some good use out of our passes (or the lines would be so long that it would be ridiculous since it was a holiday and nearly everyone was off of work.) We had planned to spend about half the day, and then leave before the temperature got completely unbearable.

As per usual- things didn’t go quite as planned.

We got there around 9:45,and it was already nearly 85 degrees out. I bathed myself in 50spf sunblock, as I know my skin- and my skin hates the sun, especially on hot ass days. I may have italian in my blood but you would NEVER know it looking at me. Lily white and spackled with freckles. I burn after 5 minutes in the sun, sunblock is an absolute MUST or I end up looking like a tomato by the end of the day. For that reason, I am religious about applying sunblock.

We were surprised at just how FEW people were in lines for the rides once we made our way around the park. Literally, NO lines for anything. There seemed to be a shitload of people there, but apparently none of them were there to ride anything.
We were also surprised when Holden started begging to ride ‘scary’ rides, rides that he could have rode at Disney because at Disney, he is 42″ tall, but after our last visit to Busch, we were booted out of line because according to them, he is not.
He begged so much that we finally decided to go back to the entrance of the park and have him measured. Kids around the park have wristbands stating their height- leaving no room for those stupid height bars employees carry around to get it wrong.

Sure enough- 42″, damnit! Just like I said. So- Holden got his wish. Big kid rides to absolutely terrify him.

Had it not been for that, we would have been able to leave at around lunch time… but with the lack of lines, and the new world of rides that opened up- we stayed. BAD IDEA. BAD BAD IDEA.

It went from just hot as hell, to absolutely sweltering. I don’t think i’ve ever sweat so much in my entire life. I also don’t think i’ve ever drunk so much water in such a short period of time and never had to pee. I’m positive that the heat evaporated it.

It was so damn hot that I did something I never do, and let one of the water rides completely soak me just to try to cool down enough to be able to keep going.
Now I know why no one was there- they were all smarted than me and stayed the hell inside today.

Even with the increased application of massive amounts of sunblock- it became very obvious toward the end of the day that I was going to be lobster red, especially on my shoulders. Except one spot that looks something like a fingerprint.

I hate the sun. And I hate humid disgusting days like today… although, not having to wait in line for ANYTHING was pretty damn awesome. Next time, remind me to purchase SPF 2,000. I think that may be my only hope.

Posted on May 30, 2011 by Holdin' Holden 0 Comment
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