Go on then, I'll repeat what's been said already, starting with Alton. No pictures though, as I didn't feel the need to take a camera to a theme park as part of a 30-strong group of coaster geeks.
I had to leave the house at the ungodly hour of 6:30, which actually isn't too bad, apart from the fact it was a Saturday. I was at the park less than 3 hours later; I always forget that Alton isn't actually too far from me.
Half asleep, I just managed to get the bus (shiver) to the train station, and within minutes that seemed like hours was being whisked away, courtesy of Arriva Trains Wales (double shiver), towards Chester. If I never see Chester train station again, I'll be a very happy bunny. EVERY **** ING TRAIN JOURNEY I take seems to connect through there. A quick transfer, and I was on a lovely Virgin train to Crewe, the most pointless town in the country.
I sat in the quiet coach and SPITED the "no phones/headphones" rule by listening to my MP3 player. The quiet coach is usually deemed as the most appropriate place to sit in your tracksuit with your three screaming spawn, whilst having an extremely loud phone argument with the man who
thinks he's the father of the next one, if going from previous experience. There was nobody else in the carriage though, so my anarchic breaking of the rules went completely unnotticed.
I had a half hour wait in Crewe, so decided to eat and drink something in order to stave off the thoughts of jumping off the closest available platform, which must come to everyone with any experience of the place. The cold sausage and bacon sandwich, for which I had 3 quid robbed off me, did very little to boost the greyness of Crewe, but had the effect of making the HORRIBLE train I had to get on to escape the place seem like an absolute joy.
Less than an hour later, I got off at the glorified bus stop that is Uttoxeter train station (my, what a thriving metropolis Uttoxeter must be!) and straight into the waiting car of Novas. Best part of the day so far! I avoided having to get the peasant wagon to the park, and Novas avoided having to show up alone, not knowing anyone. Everyone wins!
The weather was ****, which has been mentioned before, so we bought umbrellas. They weren’t
too badly priced at a fiver, and the staff in the shop were nice. However, it may be more appropriate to ask “Are you enjoying your day” at a more appropriate time, not first thing in the morning when the park has just opened and no rides are open yet, to a customer who’s having to buy an umbrella because of the crappy weather and who is wetter than a 12-year old girl at a Justin Beiber concert.
Anyway, we met the group and headed to Th45teen, fully expecting a four-hour-plus queue. As has been mentioned, this was far from the case and we were on in just over an hour. It’s an excellent sign of things to come if they can run it like that on opening day, and clear a full queue line in around in hour. I’ve posted my thoughts in the other topic, but just realised I must have taken some pictures on my phone or something because I’ve just found these:
After riding, I waited with a few others away from the exit while the majority of the group had their Wardley w@nk, and then we did other stuff.
Oblivion was great as always, and it was nice to ride with someone (Enigma Shadow – lovely guy) who hadn’t been on it before.
Nemesis was running brilliantly.
The aquarium thing is actually quite nice, but has the annoying “ghost of the sea” and spiteful doors.
I STILL don’t have the Beastie CRED!!!
It was a really good day though, despite the weather. I was fully expecting to spend the whole day in a massive queue, but we managed to have a full park day and get on loads.
Obviously it was great to see everyone again, and to meet new people.
On the way to the opulent Tamworth Travelodge, we decided to drive past the MASSIVE Asda superstore, and opted instead for a Tiny Tesco Metro to pick up booze.
Mark and I managed to get through 4 bottles of wine in about an hour and a half. I have no idea if/what anyone else was drinking, as it’s all a bit hazy now. I seem to remember Marc falling off a bed at some point though???
Drayton to come…