A Walk In The Park

So today I went to King's Island. You know, the amusement park that was what I lived for during the summers as a kid.  Only a few things had changed:

• The tram that ever so kindly and briskly escorted you from your vehicle to the front gates?  Nada!  (And let me tell you, I mourned that loss.)
• Hanna-Barbera Land has been renamed Planet Snoopy.  Now I love me some Snoopy, but...no Smurf ride, no Fred Flintstone greeting you, and no Hanna Barbera character themed carousel.  Oh..My..Goodness...can I even tell you what this generation is missing out on by not being able to take a spin on Scooby?
• I was no longer interested in making friends with the people in line. (Then again, it may have had a little something to do with the sun poisoning I received.)  I had to restrain myself from informing a UConn fan wearing a 2011 NCAA Basketball Championship shirt he had no business wearing it.  I attended that game, and believe you me, there were a whopping 50 UConn people in attendance (and weren't 13 of 'em wearing jerseys?). 
•  The end of the day was accompanied by sunset and a suntan.  Today, it ended at 2:30. With sun poisoning.  That required steroids.  

Just a couple of differences.  Both days were good...in very different ways.