Wild Water Kingdom - the tackiest place on earth

Last weekend when Rich's Dad and group were over Brenda mentioned that she wanted to take the girls (being her daughter Cass and Rich's cousin Michelle) to the waterpark for a day, and was wondering if I was interested in joining them.

At this time I feel the need to explain how up until I was about 11 or 12, I didn't understand how someone could be depressed (and I mean clinically depressed) when Wet n' Wild existed. I really thought that if someone was depressed or suicidal or had some other difficult emotional/mental ailment, that there was no way that a day at Wet n' Wild couldn't fix it. I still believe this to some degree actually.

So, Monday was the day - and it was HOT - 36 or so that felt like 56 with the humidity.

I woke up at 7:30, dropped off some files at the office and met up with the girls. We got to the park at 10:01 (it opened at 10, nothing better than a waterpark keener).

We even started to get nervous about "crowds" when we were in to the parking lot because we were behind a short bus - and we all know what that means - kids with stickers on their helmets that are sure to hold up the lines. What is it with this family and crowds??

Anyhoo - we got into the park and Brenda and I spent the whole day downing beers by the waterfall pool and rolling ourselves from the lounge chair into the pool.

I swear, for a moment I thought I had been transported to Cancun...then I woke up and realized that I was at Finch and the 427...

I really think we could use a giant lazy river in Toronto (and the Don River doesn't count). That'd be a great way to get to and from work. Just hop on a tube and float your way to the office. Or if you're in a hurry - the constant flow of the river makes for a very fast swim.

I stand by my title of Wild Water Kingdom being the tackiest place on earth, but I had a damn good time there.