This Friday was Georgia Tech’s Annual Six Flags day. The school rents out the park and sells tickets at a discount to students. It’s a pretty sweet deal, $13 for a ticket that’d normally cost $30-$40. Plus, the lines are typically shorter than those you’d find on a normal day.
I love roller-coasters, and Six Flags has some good ones. Unfortunately, this year there were a lot of other students thinking the same thing. The lines for the Batman and Superman rides, two of the better coasters in the park, were hideously long. Like rumors of people waiting two and a half hours long. We opted not to risk waiting in those two lines for hours on end.
It probably didn’t help that the park was short a couple of rides they had previous years, but the unfortunate truth of the matter was that the park was a bit overcrowded this year as opposed to the last. There were long lines even for the rides that last year had practically no lines (mainly because people think they suck) – like the Ninja.
It wasn’t all bad though – we got in line for the Goliath relatively early, only waiting about an hour for what is arguably one of the park’s best rides. We also experienced pretty short lines for the Cyclone and the Scream Machine, two old wooden monstrosities that cause major headaches from the extreme rickety vibrations. Awesome, but also nauseating. The new metal rides are so much smoother, but they don’t give off that whole could-break-apart-and-kill-you-at-any-moment vibe.
We made our last ride of the night the Georgia Scorcher. This ride was probably my favorite, but the designer of the ride is undoubtedly the most spiteful person to walk the face of the planet. The seats are designed to hold you in by lifting you up by the groin and holding down your shoulders, so either the designer hates men or has a very kinky fetish. I’m talking major discomfort if you strap in wrong.
All in all, I’ll probably go again, but this next time I hope Six Flags has a few more rides running or Tech decides to sell a few less tickets.
Oh, and apparently everyone decides to go to Steak and Shake after Six Flags, so don’t think you’re the only one brilliant enough to come up with that idea, or you’ll be stuck waiting an hour to get your shakes.