Europapark!

IS WHERE I WENT! IT WAS SO GREAT. I even felt sick at the end of the day so, I knew it had completes its purpose. I basically ate all the candy in the world then brought some home for me adding to my candy-food stash (yes, I have one, although it deteriorates rahter quickly and I therefor must keep building it up). And on the subject of obeseness, no. I won't become that because I am eating fairly well for Europe. And, apparently its impossible to avoid weight gain when you're on an exchange. Luckily you return to your normal size upon home arrival. Anyway, back to Europapark. I become unreasonably excited when it comes to amusement parks. This calls for some more reminiscence. My first roller coaster. I believe I was eight or so. And I hated roller coasters. That fact frightens me, now. I was a pretty adventurous little girl but for no reason I would not go on roller coasters. Luckily for my sanity, I voluntered to go on the scariest roller coaster in Great America. Pretty out of character, I'd say. On this ride, you're laying down. Upside down and all. Unbelievably amazing. That was all it took, for me. I was ready for any safeish coaster the world could bring me. Unfortunately, on a later visit to Great America I discovered that my old friend's age of fun had come to an end.