Saturday, September 1, 2012

Hurricane Harbor

I took Friday off so I could have an end-of-summer waterpark day with the boys.

Hurricane Harbor is the prototypical fiberglass-palm-trees-Beach-Boys-blaring-$22-parking-fee-$10-cheeseburger-corporate-behemoth waterpark. Not built on the side of a mountain. Not locally owned. Good luck finding a real tree or blade of grass. I think even the lifeguards are cyborgs.

But we hadn't been since 2008. You have to go now and then for the sake of cultural literacy.

And I don't mind listening to The Beach Boys/Jimmy Buffett/Jan and Dean/Bobby McFarin now and then.

Hey. Don't worry. Be happy.

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