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Last night we conquered the corn maze on River Road. I had never been before... it was great fun!
There were seven of us: George, myself, Flex, his friend Elizabeth, her friend Kim, Rob and Trish. Poor Kim was scared to be scared and was a walking bundle of nerves the whole time.
We had to stand in a 1.5 hour line just to gain admittance. It cost $8 each but was well worth it. We were in the labyrinth almost 2 hours and I laughed almost constantly. As you stand in line, you can hear screams emanating from the corn field. I will try not to spoil any of the scares they have in the field, but I do want to share a few highlights.
We stuck together as a group. George and I brought up the rear and had a grand time screaming for the love of screaming. I mean, where else can one scream at the top of their lungs and not have people suing you for crying wolf? My throat is still a bit sore this morning for all the extreme vocalizing I did.
Rob is an imp. He and Trish took point and were blazing our trail most of the time. At one point he snuck around in back of us and screamed in our ears. I had heard footsteps behind me so I turned to look and saw him bearing down on us in a run right before he reached us, so I wasn't surprised. George, however, was ambushed. He screamed wonderfully well. He really missed his calling. He should have been in those propaganda 50's cold war sci-fi movies where people run screaming from extremely large vegetables.
There was also an area where a fog bank had been created. (At this point, I would like to state that I was dressed all in black garb with my black cape) Our party walked through just as it was starting. A woman that was behind us stopped and had to walk through it at its most dense point. I had stopped well on the other side in the clear to see what was going to happen. This woman emerged and was looking behind her. When she turned around she was probably 3 feet from me, looked at me and jumped back into the fog screaming. *maniacal giggles and muhaha's ensue* I wasn't even trying. Hee hee hee.
Anyhow, it was over much too soon and I'd love to do it again. I had a blast. I love Samhain! I will have to return to America every year at this time because Australia doesn't celebrate the best holiday in the world. Silly backward people, they are.
Well, I'm off for a bike ride and then, hopefully, tea.
There were seven of us: George, myself, Flex, his friend Elizabeth, her friend Kim, Rob and Trish. Poor Kim was scared to be scared and was a walking bundle of nerves the whole time.
We had to stand in a 1.5 hour line just to gain admittance. It cost $8 each but was well worth it. We were in the labyrinth almost 2 hours and I laughed almost constantly. As you stand in line, you can hear screams emanating from the corn field. I will try not to spoil any of the scares they have in the field, but I do want to share a few highlights.
We stuck together as a group. George and I brought up the rear and had a grand time screaming for the love of screaming. I mean, where else can one scream at the top of their lungs and not have people suing you for crying wolf? My throat is still a bit sore this morning for all the extreme vocalizing I did.
Rob is an imp. He and Trish took point and were blazing our trail most of the time. At one point he snuck around in back of us and screamed in our ears. I had heard footsteps behind me so I turned to look and saw him bearing down on us in a run right before he reached us, so I wasn't surprised. George, however, was ambushed. He screamed wonderfully well. He really missed his calling. He should have been in those propaganda 50's cold war sci-fi movies where people run screaming from extremely large vegetables.
There was also an area where a fog bank had been created. (At this point, I would like to state that I was dressed all in black garb with my black cape) Our party walked through just as it was starting. A woman that was behind us stopped and had to walk through it at its most dense point. I had stopped well on the other side in the clear to see what was going to happen. This woman emerged and was looking behind her. When she turned around she was probably 3 feet from me, looked at me and jumped back into the fog screaming. *maniacal giggles and muhaha's ensue* I wasn't even trying. Hee hee hee.
Anyhow, it was over much too soon and I'd love to do it again. I had a blast. I love Samhain! I will have to return to America every year at this time because Australia doesn't celebrate the best holiday in the world. Silly backward people, they are.
Well, I'm off for a bike ride and then, hopefully, tea.
