Well, I’m not actually staying in a Hotel California. A hotel in California, yes, however (Palm Springs, to be precise). Although you can’t check out whenever you like.
Today, Justin and I were at the Magic Mountain theme park, near Los Angeles. And the theme was rollercoasters.
Big, scary, fast rollercoasters.
If you know me, you’ll know I have three major hate in life. One is heights. Rollercoasters are high. Very high in places, and at high speed to boot.
Justin loved it. I didn’t. They were my first ever rollercoasters, and they were terrifying. Even as I type this, hours later, my hands are slightly shaking and my internal gyroscope is only just beginning to calm down.
The one ride that wasn’t full of extreme heights was a rapid water ride. If you know me, you’ll know one of my other major hates is water.
So, something I can put down to experience, I suppose.
My third hate is mushrooms.
Thankfully, I’ve never heard of a mushroom theme park.
Tomorrow: Salton Sea, home of Mullet Island. It’s even further into the desert than Palm Springs. We get there late morning.
It’s going to be hot…