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sometime while i was at williamsburg i realized that the last time i had been there must have been some eight years ago when we went there on a BAND FIELD TRIP in high school. first, i remembered those good times eight years ago then i though, holy crap, eight years ago, that's a long f-ing time ago. year 25 makes me feel old yet again...
for those of you who were with me eight years ago and are keeping count, i did, in fact, ride on the aplengiest, loch ness monster, big bag wolf, AND apollo's chariot at busch gardens and not a single time did any park employee threaten to kick us out for flipping the bird at a coaster camera. not that we engaged in such infantile shenanigans last time anyways....
we embarked on a number of 4-D adventures while at the park as well. confused about what that fourth D stands for? it stands for "Dude, check that out, four dimensions!"

let's go to the photos:

i'll never be satisfied with an amusement park without an aviary ever again


ah, beer, turkey leg, noon


this one is for our mothers

of course, we also spent a day and did the colonial/shopping thing. we met a saddle maker and ate spoonbread. mmmm, spoonbread.