Boy Trip - Day 2

Thank you to Gran and Pop for making our Islands of Adventure day possible! (And for taking extra special care of the girls for us while we were away!)

Ryan wasted no time stating what was on his A-List of rides - the Hulk. The boys begged him not to go and I egged him on to try it out. He rode. And screamed like a girl. And loved.every.minute.of.the.ride.
The boys had other priorities. Harry Potter Land. Having read all of the books and seen all of the movies, they were mesmerized and it took them no time to warm up the the seemingly real life land of Harry Potter.
I, on the other hand, have not read the books and have seen only the first movie. And that was a very long time ago. However, I was taken with the authentic looking set. It never ceases to amaze me the way the theme parks dress every "land" up to the most perfect tee.
And Harry Potter Land was no exception. It was like being in the movie. The shops. The train. The food. Every little detail.
After withdrawing ourselves from the Wizarding World of Harry Potter, we immersed ourselves in taking in more sites of the park. Along the way, we spotted a little boy feeding this little squirrel. The boys thought it a funny site to see a squirrel eating a french fry.
And eventually the real adventure began. Or ended, however you choose to look at it ;> At some point, Ryan jokingly questioned my sense of adventure. Well throughout the course of the day, I took this to heart and upon our last hour in the park, we came upon a rafting ride. As a child, I LOVED a good rafting ride. Somehow over the years, though, I have lost track of the many wet memories I have shared upon said rafting experiences. Keeping in mind that it is January, mid-60 degree temps, I convinced the boys to ride the rafts with me. I figured wet pants would be ok....we all figured out how we could salvage our shirts post-ride. We knew we were going to get wet.
So we got on the raft and dutifully packed our shoes and socks into the center console to stay dry. Then, we cuddled down into the puddles of ice cold water that was pooled into our seats, buckled up and the ride began full force. Colin got splashed on a good bit; Pryce was pretty wet; I, of course, was drenched beyond measure in the nastiest, most chlorinated water EVER. I may as well had jumped in for a swim. It was "epic" as the boys often say. Every opportunity for one to get wet sprang upon me. There was a couple on our boat wanting to get wet - they may have had wet shoes by the end of the ride, I got all of their water too!
And, so, as the sign above reads, the adventure lives on! So thankful for the opportunity to spend quality time with my boys and Ry. So glad that my girls were spoiled beyond measure at home with their grandparents. Loving this season of life!