A week later and the spooky Halloween related antics are still in full force, this weekend we visited in infamous Halloweekends and indulged in a mid-week dress up with a excursion to downtown BG.
Wednesday night I was under the impression I would attend a happy little gathering at the Rec(reation) Centre dressed as a zombie taking part in Zumba, campfires and photos. Instead Meredith twisted my arm convincing me to don my slightly sexualised Ruby heels and 'party on down' - as the kids would say - in Bowling Green. Consequently, Mere and I visited Clazel in our pre and post zombie apocalypse Dorothy costumes and brought along Mitch as a trophy Toto.
With our first costume event over with, we eagerly awaited our trip to Halloweekends at Cedar Point, Sandusky. For the readers that are not familiar with Ohio (so probably most of you), it is home to Cedar Point - a renounced theme park that hold a month of scary activities and haunts during the lead up month to Halloween. Useless piece of trivia, it is also home to the second tallest coaster in the world. After a minor transportation hiccup, we arrived bundled up and excited for the days festivities at about 12pm meaning we had a further 12 hours in the park.
Being the thrill seeking teenagers we all are (excluding Old Man Mitch) we took great pleasure in scaring ourselves shitless on some violent coasters such as Marvick. There is a 95 degree drop with a twisted horseshoe roll followed by a 400 ft tunnel that carries a 70mph launch inside. This video such exhibit a vicarious experience of said feats: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_GK3uDRc7JU
We also rode Raptor which was similar to Alton's Air and a few more standard rides. However, what we were really there for was the Haunted Houses and the Fright Zones - all of which we hit. The titles of some of these exhibits included, Chamber of Wax, The Infirmary, CornStalkers, Club Blood, Fear Faire, Cut Throat Cove, Eden Musee, CarnEvil and Blood on the Bayou. I'll leave most of these to your imagination but briefly recap some of the most frightening elements.
CornStalkers included not only the commonplace actors dressed in costumes with coin shakers to scare but also people dressed as corn, who jumped out of the corn maze you are lost in!!!!!!! This personally strained my vascular organ more than it was comfortable with. As I was playing the 'big man' and generally wasn't too alarmed, during Eden Musee I thought very little of the fact I had dropped behind from the group and was wondering around curiously observing the scenery when all of a sudden OH MY GODDDDDD WHATTTT GET AWAY FROM ME AHHHHH!!! Once one spook had caught on that I was a tiny little bit petrified they all played up to the fact and collectively bullied me. I will happily admit I soiled my pants.
Being the overly-excitable, mildly artistic, photography enthusiast I am, I would have been inclined to capture the entire day with more photographs but alas the winds were high and the temperature low thus my poor digits were unable to decipher movement let alone comprehend the buttons of a bulky camera.
Our trip had come to an end and it was time to be homeward bound which was all well and good as I needed 40 or so winks so we bundled up into Mere's car and set off for BGSU once more. Interestingly this is not where the commotion concluded, I was so exhausted from the escapades I slept almost the whole way home which included a stop at McDonald's, a stop at the petrol station, Mere's tyre popping, us crawling 12 miles with a popped tyre, the AAA man coming to fix it, the sheriff checking her credentials and waiting for 2 hours in some creeping unlit wooded area.
Nevertheless we eventually arrived in one piece in BGSU - the same can't be sad for the slashed tyre though. I would like to end on a mildly humorous note and some beautiful landscapes. So the weather has been rather temperamental recently with sunny highs of 75°F/23°C and chilly windy days requiring maximum layerage. Today I was informed this has something to do with the intense hurricane a.k.a. Hurricane Sandy that is approaching from the Pacific and has merged with some feisty cold Canadian winds. For someone who spends so much time on the internet I am obtusely isolated to anything new related. So if I seem to drop off the face of the planet in the near future, I love you all but my mangled body is probably lying amongst the shattered remains of BG. On a lighter note, this is the beautiful scenery surrounding us in Bowling Green and a confirmation of why Autumn is certainly in the run in for my favourite season.
We also rode Raptor which was similar to Alton's Air and a few more standard rides. However, what we were really there for was the Haunted Houses and the Fright Zones - all of which we hit. The titles of some of these exhibits included, Chamber of Wax, The Infirmary, CornStalkers, Club Blood, Fear Faire, Cut Throat Cove, Eden Musee, CarnEvil and Blood on the Bayou. I'll leave most of these to your imagination but briefly recap some of the most frightening elements.
CornStalkers included not only the commonplace actors dressed in costumes with coin shakers to scare but also people dressed as corn, who jumped out of the corn maze you are lost in!!!!!!! This personally strained my vascular organ more than it was comfortable with. As I was playing the 'big man' and generally wasn't too alarmed, during Eden Musee I thought very little of the fact I had dropped behind from the group and was wondering around curiously observing the scenery when all of a sudden OH MY GODDDDDD WHATTTT GET AWAY FROM ME AHHHHH!!! Once one spook had caught on that I was a tiny little bit petrified they all played up to the fact and collectively bullied me. I will happily admit I soiled my pants.
Being the overly-excitable, mildly artistic, photography enthusiast I am, I would have been inclined to capture the entire day with more photographs but alas the winds were high and the temperature low thus my poor digits were unable to decipher movement let alone comprehend the buttons of a bulky camera.
Our trip had come to an end and it was time to be homeward bound which was all well and good as I needed 40 or so winks so we bundled up into Mere's car and set off for BGSU once more. Interestingly this is not where the commotion concluded, I was so exhausted from the escapades I slept almost the whole way home which included a stop at McDonald's, a stop at the petrol station, Mere's tyre popping, us crawling 12 miles with a popped tyre, the AAA man coming to fix it, the sheriff checking her credentials and waiting for 2 hours in some creeping unlit wooded area.
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| Credit: Mitch Allford Photography |
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