Magic Mountain

Ah, the wonders of living in California...theme parks galore! Well, in all my 20 or so years of living in California I've never had the opportunity to go to Six Flags Magic Mountain and I've always wanted to. So, last Friday we decided to make a long day of a trip with our friends, Brian and Jill. We picked them up at 7 and drove down to Magic Mountain to be at the park be the time the gates open at 10 (but we got there only to find out the gates open at 10:30). We bought our tickets and were entertained for the next 20 minutes by a person dressed up as the old man from the Six Flags commercials trying to teach us to do a dance.


I LOVE Batman! So, of course I had to ride the rides associated with anything Batman and I also squished a penny souvenir with the Batman symbol. And my final souvenir was a Batman ring, yes, a ring, I love it!


And this is Brad and me on the Batman Ride, which was then followed by The Riddler's Revenge.


Colossus was fun, the first ride all 4 of us rode together!


We rode the log ride and at least two other water rides, it was so hot! We were so happy to be cooled off by the water.


Brian and Jill found some awesome glasses at one of the souvenir shops we walked through to cool off for a few seconds.


And I finally found a Batman character walking around to take pictures with. I was so excited!


At the end of the day Brian won a superman cape. It was so cute to watch him walk around, like a big kid!


And we finally got a picture of the Six Flags sign as we were leaving the park to drive the 3 hours back home.



It was a great day! We all had a lot of fun! I was so exhausted by the time we left and I tried to sleep on the ride home, but it's difficult to do in the back seat of my car especially with headlights constantly shining in my face.

More excitement happened once we got home. A bit after midnight (I was asleep, Brad was on the computer in the office) Brad heard a loud bang, our windows were open, and it sounded to him like someone hit his car window, then his car alarm started going off. He startled me as he stormed into the bedroom turning on the lights grabbing a shirt and his keys and phone and then ran down the stairs to his car and proceeded to chase people down the street. I was still really groggy and not quite coherent, then I started freaking out thinking he could get hurt. Who knows if those guys trying to break into his car had a weapon! So, after a good ten or more minutes I texted him to see if he was okay, then I heard him coming back. He had called the cops and then once the cops came they talked to him and checked out his car (as best they could with a flashlight in the middle of the night) and they let him go. We don't know what happened to the two guys. But Saturday we went out to the car to go somewhere and saw the distinct footprint of someone's shoe on the passenger window where the tow guys had obviously tried to kick in the window! Ugh! We took a picture, but haven't told the police. I hate people who feel entitled to break into people's cars!