D took a half day off work on Friday so we went to Knott’s again.
We’ve become pretty familiar with all of the rides in Camp Snoopy. The kids can ride the Timberline Twister, a mini roller coaster, by themselves. There is actually a height maximum of 5 feet 9 inches, which I’ve never come across before. I’ve been on the ride a couple of times, but I guess D is not supposed to.
k is just tall enough to go on some of the scarier rides such as the giant swing and the dragon swing. Meanwhile n is stuck going on the carousel, but he does not seem to mind too much.
One new ride we tried this time was the train. I was reluctant to before because I remember being traumatized by the real actor-fake hold-up part when I was little. I prepared the kids, reminding them that it was all pretend. However, they seem to have tamed it down a lot in the past thirty years. D says that maybe I was just more impressionable back then, but I’m pretty sure it used to be more “real”.
It was neat that the train actually originated in the nineteenth century. Makes me want to take a train trip someday. D’s dream is to take one across Canada.