I had one of THOSE days today. I won’t even bore you with the details. Just know that I was looking forward all day long to blowing off some steam at the Potters House of Horrors. I didn’t really know what to expect – was it a ride? Was it a fun house? What was it?
We headed over with the He-Man-Ways and found a place to park on a side street. Unable to stand patiently in the line up any longer, we relented and bought a speed pass – you get to skip to the front of the line for the low, low price of…I won’t even mention it. Anyway, money bought us near-instant gratification and we got to go into the haunted maze. I won’t spoil it (much), but it really was fun-scary. They had lots of life-sized mannequins around each corner, so as you came around another low lit corner it looked like there was someone there, about to scare you, but was there? I couldn’t tell. I screamed A LOT. Also, the scariest trick of all was the sensation of something wrapping itself around your ankles – a combination of feeling something brush your leg or feet when you’re swimming in the ocean (EEK!) and that feeling of just about to trip. FUN!
There was also a tunnel with lights that gave the optical illusion of the tunnel spinning. That was nuts. My brain just could not figure it out.
By the end of the labyrinth, I was not trusting anyone that was adult-sized – I was pretty sure they were going to jump out and scare me. Except the lady in the concession stand. I was pretty sure she wasn’t going to come after me.
THAT WAS FUN! I’d do it again! I’d get there early, though, in order to miss the line up. They are having no trouble filling that fun house. Good for Potters!
And now I’ll go to bed and start over tomorrow.
It will be a better day.