And somehow, I forgot that I suck at them. I went to Universal Studios to see Harry Potter land. It started off fine. I enjoyed the little shops and exploring Diagon Alley, especially Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes. The butterbeer was fkn scrumptious (I'll spare you the goofy butterbeer mustache pic). I escaped from Gringotts bank. I went through platform 9 ¾ to ride the Hogwarts Express, which was pretty fkn brilliant.
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| Weasleys' Wizarding Wheezes |
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| Butterbeer |
But I fucked myself when after dining in Hogsmeade, I went flying in Hogwarts. Fortunately I didn't disgrace myself and yack up my fish and chips. But I really wanted to. Because I had vertigo so bad.
I immediately sat down and tried to recover, but listening to the screams from the nearby roller coaster was deleterious to my health. I ended up back in the Three Broomsticks for about twenty minutes until the world stopped spinning. Dumbass. What part of that did I think was a good idea? Family-friendly, my ass.
Fortunately, it was toward the end of my day, so I didn't feel as guilty when I left a little early. And my path out took me through Jurassic World. Twice. Maybe three times. Where's the fkn exit? S'ok, I enjoyed visiting the dinos each time.
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