Because we’re the coolest and most romantic people around, we spent Valentine’s Day at Alton Towers, the 11th most-visited theme park in Europe.
Eleventh! In Europe!
It’s the largest theme park in the UK, but it’s built on the grounds of a former country estate that’s a bit off the beaten path, which may explain its popularity position.
It was very cold, but it didn’t rain, and not all of the rides were open, but that was fine by us: it’s only open for a week (February half-term school holidays) before it opens for real next month, and it was cheaper than normal and relatively uncrowded.
This was the only ride we went on twice, the world’s first vertical drop roller coaster:
Here is this guy I was hanging out with checking out this other ride:
The one with several prominent copies of this sign that made me want to claw out my eyeballs:
Just when you think it can’t get any worse, and are happily nearing the end of your suffering, you hit that last bullet.
It hurts me.
