Monday we drove from Laguna Beach to Valencia (north of Los Angeles) to spend the afternoon at Six Flags Magic Mountain. Curt hadn't been on a roller coaster in years and once our stomachs returned to us after The Viper we had a great time. We got soaked on the Roaring Rapids, began to dry out while experiencing the Psyclone, got wet again with the Log Jammer, ate some mediocre pretzels and italian ice, enjoyed the brand new Batman the Ride and ended the day by getting photos in one of those tiny little photo booths. By the way, two grown men trying to fit into one of those photo booths... quite the comedy routine.
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