If only that poor family traveling west on the Oregon Trail in their rundown wagon had to cross the Lazy River, instead of those pesky rapids. I imagine they’d caulk the wagon and float every time, likely ending up in the Caribbean. Or Louisiana at least, pre-BP disaster. But– as usual– that’s neither here nor there.
I relished in crossing off another item from my 38 while 28 list while we were in Delaware: Visit a water park. It was amazing. Very, very amazing. I don’t think I’ve been to a water park since I was 10 or 11, during a family trip to Disney (complete with swimming with mini-sharks at Typhoon Lagoon! ).
I am now resolved to visit a water park at least every week once in a while. We passed Jungle Jim’s on our way to the beach house and I became obsessed. It took very little convincing to get a group to go, after all, it is Delaware’s largest water park. Kristine, Christie, Nick and I had an absolute blast. We were some of the first people in the gate and spent three hours floating the lazy river, splashing in the wave pool, and screaming our way down the tube rides.
Nothing beats a day of fun in the sun. In a family-sized inner tube with your favorite people.
Also On Tap for Today:
- Back to life, back to reality
- 10 Places to beat the heat (wave)
- Help! I am falling out of my koala pouch!
When was the last time you had some kid-type fun?