Okay, it's about time I posted this even though you've all heard the story. While there is no poo involved, there potentially could have been a messy one!!
RAINBOW VALLEY - THE "SCREAMER"
A wonderful and lovely day reliving childhood memories at the RV! All day we had waited for what was sure to be one of the highlights of the summer. Lady Danger was even so excited for it that she bought a piece of it. Of course, I'm talking about the waterslides!
Flume Ride - exciting and no bum to slide touching ... beautiful.
Twin slides - also exciting , hit my elbow (ouch!) but fun fun fun.
But the mistake was made when I casually suggested to B that we try the SCREAMER ... hey, little kids can master it and seemed to have fun, it shouldn't have been a problem for us. We patiently waited our turn, spitting over the side of the stairs, looking at the hot air balloon in the distance and finally the dude said to me "okay you can go" ... Off I went.
As soon as I took off straight down the slide, I lost my vision. There was water everywhere and I couldn't even open my eyes, I tried to block it with my hands but it was impossible. I got a little nervous cause I had no idea what to expect at the end of the journey. Would there be an attendent at the end of the line? A pool? Did it just stop? Questions ran through my mind as quickly as my bottoms wedged up my ass. I had never had a wedgie like this before. I prayed there would be no one at the end of the slide, and I'd have some privacy to fix myself.
So it ended. No pool, no attendent, it just sorta stopped. Thank God there was a tunnel there cause it took me quite a moment to get myself together. Poor B was still at the top waiting for the okay, no clue what was in store for him. I rearranged my suit and walked out of the tunnel.
But wait, it was not over. There was still water everywhere! Okay, not everywhere, more like one specific location. It was like peeing water from the bum. A whole new experience for me. One I hope not to have again. B got to the end looking as frazzled as I still felt. I stood against the wall waiting for him afraid someone might notice the water trailing down from behind! ... We both laughed awkwardly probably thinking the same thing the other was thinking though neither said it at this time.
I excused myself and went to the bathroom. I actually did have to pee (the normal way) and I was anxious to get the rest out. I'm just glad that I didn't have to poop at that particular time of the day, cause it wouldn't have been pretty.
Let's not think about.
Let's just chalk this one up to a lesson learnt. And a wonderful story for this unique blog.